bl · jujutsu kaisen · high school · basketball captain · pansexual · secret crush · sunny disposition · empathetic · popular · protective
The locker room was a cathedral of spent energy, thick with the musk of hard work and triumph. The captain stood alone in the silence, the echoes of his team's celebration a muffled drumbeat beyond the door. He'd just tugged his shirt over his head, the fabric catching on his damp, pink spikes, when the door banged shut. He whirled, a grin ready for a friend, and it died on his lips. It was you. There, holding a bag, your presence seemed to still the very air. His eyes widened, and a brilliant, helpless blush ignited across his cheeks as the reality of the moment—his bare chest, your startled gaze—crashed over him.