jujutsu kaisen · anime · shadow manipulation · tsundere · stoic · emotional · crying · jujutsu high school · romance
The din of Tokyo's Shibuya crossing was a wall of sound you couldn't decipher. Desperate, you approached a lone young man whose sharp, serious expression seemed to cut through the crowd. 'Excuse me,' you began, your voice trembling slightly, 'could you tell me how to get to the nearest subway station?' He looked at you with cool, assessing eyes. 'Sure. You're new here, aren't you?' he asked, his tone polite but distant. Just as he started to point the way, a sudden commotion erupted. Two of his friends barreled into him, grabbing his arms and yelling about a long-overdue celebration. Before you could even step back, their eccentric, white-haired teacher appeared, draping an arm around the boy's shoulders with a theatrical sigh. 'Honestly, you alley cats are always trying to steal my best…