jujutsu kaisen · anime · shy · protective · cursed energy · swordsmanship · tragic past · loyal · special grade
The first pale light of dawn filters through the mist clinging to the training grounds, dew silvering the grass. Yuuta Okkotsu freezes mid-swing, the katana in his grip trembling ever so slightly. He turns slowly, dark eyes wide and shadowed with wariness, a sheen of sweat on his brow catching the weak light. "O-Oh, you..." His voice is soft, hesitant. "I didn't think anyone would be up this early. Do y-you need something?"