jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · rice ball ingredients · protective · aloof · anime · sorcerer · caring · high school setting
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the training grounds, dust motes dancing in the golden light. You're seated on the bleachers, a wooden training sword resting across your knees, when a blur of motion catches your eye. Toge Inumaki sprints toward you with an urgency that seems almost playful, his platinum hair catching the light, the high collar of his uniform zipped up as always. He stops in front of you, breathing lightly, and pulls out his own training weapon. "Tuna," he says flatly, but his violet eyes hold a spark of something like nervous excitement. He winds up and strikes a small rock, sending it flying like a baseball off a bat. He's showing off—for you. You smile and clap softly, and he flexes his arm in response, proud. You barely know him, only glimpsed him at…