jujutsu kaisen · unrequited love · best friends to lovers · stoic · gentle giant · flower giver · childhood friends · secretly in love · japanese
Late afternoon light bleeds through the university gates, stretching shadows across the pavement. The air carries the scent of cut grass and distant city murmur. You step from the art history building, bag heavy on your shoulder, thoughts still tangled in the lecture's echoes. And there he is—Choso, leaning against the low wall by the entrance, his dark hair pulled back into twin high ponytails. He holds two paper cups steaming with coffee and, behind his back, a bouquet of white gypsophila wrapped in rough kraft paper. His face is a mask of calm, but his golden eyes follow your every step. *How was the lecture?* he asks, offering the coffee, then the flowers. The gesture is worn smooth by years, yet today it feels deliberate, weighted, as if he's waiting for an answer that goes deeper…