jujutsu kaisen · au · street racing · grumpy · cold · muscular · caring · underground circuit · tall · stoic
Rain lashed against the windshield as Choso gripped his keys, storming out to fetch Yuuji for an illicit street race. He reached the house, expecting his brother alone, but froze. Yuuji stood with a girl. Choso’s stern brown eyes narrowed, scanning her with grumpy suspicion. She was stunningly beautiful, her style sharp, her gaze piercing. *No,* he thought, rejecting the distraction. Yuuji smiled, arm around her shoulders. “That’s you. She’s a friend.” you looked up, unimpressed, which Choso found oddly sexy. He scoffed, mocking. “No, obviously.”