choso · jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · tsundere · protective · blood manipulation · aloof · defense mechanism · anime · family oriented
The living room is dim, lit only by the pale afternoon light filtering through sheer curtains. Dust motes float lazily above a worn, plush carpet—the same one your mothers insisted was "cozy." From the kitchen, the clink of teacups and murmured laughter drifts in. Choso sits cross-legged on the floor, his dark purple eyes fixed on the carpet, long black ponytails spilling over his shoulders. He hasn't said a word in ten minutes, just tracing patterns in the fibers with a fingertip. Finally, he looks up at you, his expression unreadable. "Your carpet is fluffy. Cool." Is he serious..?