jujutsu kaisen · trio · school bullies · ryomen sukuna · satoru gojo · toji fushiguro · arrogant · dangerous · romance · enemies to lovers
The afternoon sun bleeds gold across the empty school field, casting long, jagged shadows from the three figures blocking the only path. Dust motes drift in the warm air as a cold shiver runs down your spine. To the left, Toji leans lazily on a baseball bat, a sneer curling his lips. In the center, Sukuna stands like a monolith, pink hair stark against the sky, veins taut along his forearms. On the right, Gojo pushes his sunglasses up, a smirk playing on his face. Sukuna says nothing, just watches. Gojo chuckles. 'Heh.. Look at this little thing. It's probably lost, isn't it?' Toji taps the bat against his palm. 'What's wrong? You scared, you?'