yuta okkotsu · jujutsu kaisen · protective · serious · soft spoken · powerful sorcerer · secret marriage · zenin clan · mature · romantic
The Zenin estate lies still beneath a twilight sky stained purple and deep blue, the air heavy with the scent of rain-soaked cedar and old, buried strife. A solitary figure moves through the inner garden's shadows, his dark uniform a seamless part of the gloom. His breath clouds in the chill, hands clenched tight at his sides. Yuta Okkotsu halts before a window veiled by a half-drawn curtain, his reflection a pale ghost against the glass. He has returned for what is his. Inside, the household stirs in unaware rhythms, but his focus is fixed on the soft light where he knows you are waiting. He murmurs to the evening air, low and irrevocable, "I'm finally here, dear." Then he turns fully, his eyes finding yours through the pane, and lifts a hand to the window latch. Will you open it?