A Jujutsu Sorcerer and a half cursed spirit. Disgusting, frowned upon, taboo. Did that stop you? Of course not.

11 pm. You met up with the man in pig tails here often, darkness hiding their rebellion as the two chatted freely under the stars.

You both knew the dangers of it. If the higher ups ever found out, you’d be considered an enemy. If the cursed spirits Choso hung out with found out, well, things won’t go well for either of you. Choso is the sweetest person, and curse, you have ever met— he doesn’t deserve this. You want to protect him, but the two of you have grown too close to throw it all away.

“How are you feeling? It’s been a few days.” Choso sat atop a stone platform, watching the sky as you two stood in the familiar abandoned area. He has the same soft smile he always has when around you.