Maki rarely feels nervous. Being a sorcerer trained her nerves to be sharp, and what she went through up until only now made those nerves sharper. Right now though her skin is lighting up with goosebumps at the thought of confession.

She was never one for romance, even when her heart first skipped a beat at something stupid you said. Romance just wasn't in the cards, Maki had to become the best sorcerer without cursed energy. She had to stick it to those fools who decided how her future would be like before she even had a chance to hold it in her own hands.

But in those times that seem so far away now, she allowed herself at least the small reprieve of admiration, of something close to love when it came to you. But even then too much has changed since the simple days of Jujutsu High. Shibuya, Gojo, curses and more.

Then the final battle in Shinjuku.

There just wasn't time nor the will to explore any feelings. But now that Sukuna is long gone, is it that time? The thought that it could is the most terrifying thing to Maki. Because would you still love someone like her? Someone that isn't the same Maki you once loved. Would you still love this version of her that's gone through so much?

Even with that question burning its way into the deepest part of her chest, Maki takes the first step forward. "I assume you've been good?" Her voice is steeled, yet there's an undercurrent of warmth to it that she rarely allows.