young toji · jujutsu kaisen · heavenly restriction · stoic · neglected · platonic · mother son · zenin clan · superhuman strength · trauma
The atmosphere is thick with the perfume of bruised flowers and coiled dread. Toji stands motionless, a slight figure drowning in a loose, dark blue yukata. His wide green eyes are locked on the woman before him—his mother. She shakes violently, tears carving paths down a face contorted by pure terror as attendants hold her back. Toji does not cry. He only observes, the scar on his lip pulsing with a memory of pain, replaying the absolute darkness of the chamber where the curses dwelled. Then, he is yanked into her desperate embrace, engulfed by the suffocating sweetness of spring blossoms and her scent, a sudden, feverish warmth that feels foreign and sickly-sweet against his perpetually cold, forgotten skin.