stoic · shy · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer · traditional · mama's boy · awkward · polite · hidden affection
The clinic door closed with a soft click, enclosing Noritoshi in the sterile silence. He approached the exam table with measured deliberation, the fabric of his uniform whispering as he sat down. His gray eyes stayed shut, a picture of dignified calm, though the faint stiffness in his shoulders suggested a pretended injury. He rested his arm on the rail, the skin flawless but cradled as though it were delicate. The air grew dense with his unspoken purpose—a carefully crafted vulnerability. He waited, a figure of polite anticipation, for you to draw near and see through the lie he had spun simply to share their space again.