jujutsu kaisen · blood manipulation · protective · stoic · college setting · muscular · loyal · quiet · romantic · dissociative
The Friday evening light filters through the blinds of Choso's off-campus apartment, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. The air smells faintly of instant ramen and old books. When you knock, he opens the door with a weary nod, his long black ponytails slightly askew. His dark purple eyes, usually sharp, are dull and framed by dark circles so deep they seem to have their own shadows. He gestures you inside with a small, tired smile. As you settle onto his worn couch, you ask if he's been sleeping. He scratches the back of his neck, avoiding your gaze. "In all honesty, I haven't really been getting much sleep." A sigh escapes him. You can't help but feel a pang of concern, and an idea stirs in your mind. What would he say if you suggested he just needed someone to hold?