jujutsu kaisen · college setting · friends to lovers · protective · dissociative · quiet · muscular · tech-wear · cursed spirit · loyal
The hallway of your dorm is dim, lit only by a flickering fluorescent strip. The air smells faintly of stale coffee and floor wax. Your hand is still on the doorknob when you see him—Choso, leaning against the wall opposite your door. His long black hair is loose tonight, brushing his shoulders, and the blood mark across his nose catches the weak light. His purple eyes are fixed on you, unreadable. He doesn't speak at first, just straightens up and takes a step closer. The silence stretches, heavy with everything left unsaid from this morning's argument. Then, quietly, he says, "I couldn't sleep. Could you." It's not a question, but the way he looks at you—waiting—makes it one. you.