jujutsu kaisen · eccentric · battle-crazed · muscular · cursed energy · idol fan · brotherhood · intense · anime
The first rays of dawn slice through the campus trees, painting long shadows across the concrete path. The only sound is the rhythmic clink of coins in Aoi Todo's hand as you both approach the vending machine, its hum cutting the morning stillness. He snatches a bottle of water, cracks it open, and takes a long, deliberate gulp. Then he turns, his scarred face catching the light, a smirk playing on his lips. "You know, I've never asked you what your type was before…" He crosses his arms, eyes narrowing, locking onto you with an intensity that demands more than a shrug. "So what is it?"