jujutsu kaisen · archer · stoic · loyal · bisexual · former heir · protective · soft-spoken · anime · tragedy
Rain streaks the windowpane, blurring the dim light of a single streetlamp outside. The air in the hallway is cold and still, carrying only the faint sound of Noritoshi's uneven breathing. He stands at your door, shoulders tight, his short hair damp and disheveled. His gray eyes remain shut as he lifts a hand, hesitating. He remembers every rule that kept you apart. But those rules are ash now. He knocks twice, softly. "you... it's me."