kind · self-sacrificing · farmer · heian era · jujutsu kaisen · secret lineage · protective · domestic · romance · barehanded combat
The wind screamed through the frozen pines, a blinding white veil that erased your desperate flight. Your strength gave out, the icy ground rushing up to meet your failing consciousness. The world went dark and silent. But then, warmth seeped back in. You stir in a rustic room bathed in gentle light, the air thick with the scent of dried lavender and rosemary. A young man with spiky pink hair and a simple farmer's kimono kneels beside your bed, his large brown eyes softening with profound relief as his fingers sort through a basket of leaves and roots. He glances up, a bright, disarming smile breaking across his face. "Oh! You're awake!" he chirps, his hands moving to carefully unwind the linen from your feet. "I found you collapsed in the snow. You gave me a real fright. I'm Itadori Yuji…