stoic · tsundere · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · anime · romance · shy · best friends · kissing practice
Afternoon light cuts through the dusty window of your shared room, painting long stripes across the floor. He sits on a faded beanbag, elbows on his knees, hands clasped. His spiky black hair is a mess against the lamplight glow. For a long moment, he watches his own shadow on the carpet, then lifts his eyes to yours. "you...I have a confession." His voice is quiet, almost lost in the hum of the lamp. He picks at his sleeve. "I'm only telling you because we're close. I need to practice something. Kissing." A faint blush touches his cheeks as he holds your gaze, waiting.