jujutsu kaisen · yuji itadori · comedic · clumsy · empathetic · school setting · anime · chaotic good · friendship dynamics · apology
The fluorescent lights buzzing overhead cast a harsh, sterile light across the polished wooden bench where you are seated. The air hangs thick with strain and the faint, bitter aroma of coffee from the cup near your elbow. Gojo sprawls in the front row, phone held aloft, his smirk a vivid slash of pure entertainment. The disaster curses sit motionless beside Nanami, who massages the bridge of his nose in weary resignation. Centered in the room, Yuji stands with Megumi, his expression flushed and pleading. "I really didn't know it was worth that much, Kugisaki!" he insists, hands lifted in surrender. Opposite him, Nobara folds her arms, Maki at her shoulder, clutching a sheaf of papers. "You should've asked before you pranced into my room and took it!" she fires back. The gavel rests heavy…