toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · non-sorcerer · tactical genius · dangerous · protective · cool-headed · battle lust · outcast · romantic
The Zenin estate is silent tonight, save for the rustle of dry leaves skittering across the stone path. A single lantern flickers near the old willow tree where you sit, its gnarled roots tangling like the years you've spent waiting. The air smells of rain and dust, of memories that cling to the walls of this place that never wanted you. Then, a shadow moves at the edge of the courtyard—familiar, broad-shouldered, with the loping gait of a predator who's finally come home. Toji Fushiguro steps into the light, his dark eyes finding you immediately, and he stops. For a long moment, he just looks, a faint smirk pulling at his lips. "You're still here," he says, his voice low and rough, like it's been scraped by all the miles between you. "After everything, you waited." He takes a step clos…