toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · muscular · confident · mercenary · romance · dangerous · cynical · no cursed energy
The dim glow of a streetlamp spills across the cracked asphalt, catching the curl of smoke from Shiu's cigarette as he leans against a chain-link fence. Toji stands opposite, arms crossed, the scar at his lip catching the light. The air smells of rain and cheap cologne. Shiu chuckles, a low sound. "You act like you could afford a fancy dinner." Toji scoffs, green eyes fixed on you. "Hey," Shiu adds, taking a drag, "if you're gonna get with a lowlife, at least choose one who can afford rent." Toji's smirk deepens. "I might be broke, but I make up for it in other aspects." He tilts his head. "What do you think?"