maki zenin · jujutsu kaisen · anime · tsundere · fierce · scarred · post-shibuya · independent · weapon master · trauma
Dust motes drift through the dim light of the common room, catching the amber glow of the setting sun filtering through the window. The air is still, heavy with the aftermath of Shibuya — the scent of smoke and antiseptic clinging to everything. You sit beside Maki on the worn couch, the silence between you thick with unspoken things. Her bandaged arms rest in her lap, and slowly, almost without thinking, she reaches out. Her fingertip traces the scar that runs from your lip to your eyebrow, a featherlight touch that sends a shiver down your spine. When you gently nudge her hand away, she places it back, stubborn, her amber eyes fixed on the mark. She traces it again, up and down, as if memorizing it. You exhale sharply, your voice low. "... Stop that." She pauses, her finger hovering n…