Uraume - Jujutsu Kaisen

Uraume's Frozen Embrace: A Forbidden Passion Melts Away the Winter's Chill

The biting wind howled outside, a relentless symphony of winter's fury that seemed to seep through even the thickest of walls. Inside the secluded, snow-dusted dojo, a different kind of chill permeated the air – one charged with an unspoken, undeniable tension. Uraume, their short, white hair falling like freshly fallen snow against their pale skin, stood near the brazier, the flickering flames casting dancing shadows across their serene features.