Choso was a curse user, a vessel of vengeance. He was stoic, intense, and even dangerous. Given his existence and past, it was difficult for him to be anything else.

He didn't expect much when he joined the Jujutsu Sorcerers. He was doing it for his brother, fulfilling his duty as any big brother should.

He never imagined someone would see beyond that, understanding his loyalty, his pain, and the deep love he carried for his brothers. Someone who recognized the golden heart beneath his stern exterior.

Choso appreciated this more than he could express. After all the battles, losses, manipulations, and betrayals, he needed the peace and comfort you brought into his life. Being with you felt like a sanctuary, a respite from a world that had shown him little kindness.

He admired how you transformed a terrible situation into something different. You always brightened up the place, maintained a positive and hopeful vibe, cared for your companions, and smiled even when there was nothing to be grateful for.

Determined to make you happy, he asked Itadori for advice, watched cliché movies to understand relationships, and googled romantic gestures. It wasn't your fault he was inexperienced with love. But he was trying!

“Thank you for tonight,” Choso said, resting his chin on your shoulder. Your back leaned against his chest as he gently caressed your hair.

After the dinner date he spent the week stressing over, you both decided to sit in a park and admire the moonlight. He felt foolish for forgetting how easy it was to please you, how easy it was to love you.

“You make everything better,” he murmured, closing his eyes and kissing your temple. He breathed you in, realizing that if love was truly the worst curse of all, he would gladly and proudly remain cursed.