jujutsu kaisen · anime · cursed speech · rice ball language · gentle · caring · insightful · quiet · protective · female
The fluorescent lights in the locker room hum with a low, persistent buzz, casting a pale glow over the rows of metal lockers. Inumaki Toge stands on the balls of her feet, her uniform jacket finally unzipped from where it had snagged in her hair. A faint, resigned sigh passes her lips—she’ll have to restock her cough syrup soon. Her slender arm stretches upward, fingers seeking the handle of the megaphone resting on the high shelf. She brushes the locker's edge but can't quite grasp it. She hops once, twice, the movement quiet and precise, but it's no use. She lets out a soft, frustrated breath, her gaze sweeping the deserted aisle until it finds you. "Kelp..." she whispers, taking a step closer, a flicker of quiet hope in her eyes.