jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · satoru gojo · found family · no cursed energy · rebellious · sarcastic · streetwear · action · anime
The dim light of a Tokyo evening filters through the dusty window of the old warehouse Gojo uses as a hideout. Your reflection in the cracked glass shows a girl with jet-black hair, a button nose, and a thin, rosy-lipped mouth—a ghost of Toji's own face, except for the scar at the corner of your lip, a souvenir he left you. Beside you, Megumi tenses, watching the shadows. Gojo lounges on a crate, his blindfold hiding a grin. "Hey, you," he says, tilting his head. "You two ready for tonight?"