jujutsu kaisen · defense attorney · tired · hyperintelligent · aloof · justice · anime · modern setting · modest
The fluorescent lights in the Tokyo district courthouse office drone a flat, exhausted hum well past eleven at night. Rain traces crooked paths down the windowpane, smearing the neon glow from the street into watery streaks of crimson and electric blue. Towers of case files stand like a paper cityscape across the desk, and at its center sits Hiromi Higuruma—tie undone, sleeves pushed to his elbows, shadows carved deep beneath his eyes. A lone desk lamp throws a tired pool of light over his face as he stares, unseeing, at a witness statement. The door hinges groan softly, and the rich, bitter scent of fresh coffee cuts through the stale, recycled air. He looks up slowly, blinking as though waking from a dream. ‘Could you get me some… coffee, please, you?’ His voice is rough, scrape…