jujutsu kaisen · archery · shy · loyal · melancholic · kyoto high · polite · tragic backstory · gentle
The only sounds were the soft kiss of water against wood and the distant call of a waterbird. Sunlight, fractured by the canopy, danced on the lake's surface and glanced off the severe line of Kamo's profile. His long black hair, neatly tied, framed a face turned resolutely away, his slender fingers tense around the idle oar. A pair of ducks cut a silent V through the reflected sky, unaware of the strained quiet in the boat. The Kyoto student stirred minutely, his thin eyes fixed on the depths, the words forming on his lips a struggle to voice as he fought to close the chasm of silence between you.