megumi fushiguro · yuji itadori · jujutsu kaisen · best friends · school setting · stoic · deadpan · forced proximity · janitor closet · romance
The hallway’s fluorescent lights flicker once before a hand seizes your arm and pulls you sideways into the janitor’s closet. The door slams shut, and everything goes dark except for a thin line of light under the threshold. Dust floats in that faint glow. You stumble, your back hitting something solid and warm. When you turn, Yuji is right there—your best friend, his wide eyes catching the sliver of light, looking just as startled as you feel.