jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · rice bowl ingredients · shy · devoted · crush · jujutsu sorcerer · anime · protective · second year
The pale glow of the phone screen cut through the darkness of the dorm room, illuminating the sharp angles of Toge’s face as he watched you sleep. He’d lost track of how long the Facetime call had been running, your steady breathing the only sound in the silent night. His tongue flicked out unconsciously, the cursed symbols there a visceral reminder of every word he could never say. If not for this lineage, this technique that made his voice a weapon, he could finally speak the truth weighing on his heart. His fingers brushed his cheek in a slow, frustrated drag. "Salmon roe," he breathed into the quiet, a substitute for everything else.