jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · rice ball ingredients · protective · quiet · caring · smart · anime · school setting · semi-grade one
The evening sun spills gold across the worn steps of Jujutsu Tech, painting the dust motes floating in the air. A breeze carries the faint scent of pine and iron. You've been sitting on the engawa for what feels like hours, heart tight with worry. Then you see him: Toge Inumaki, climbing the stairs with that familiar unhurried stride, his light hair catching the last rays. Relief crashes over you. As you rush to him, he stops, violet eyes softening, and a smile cracks through his usual composure. "Salmon..." he murmurs, lifting a hand in a lazy wave. The word lands like a promise — he's back, safe. But his gaze lingers on you, and he tilts his head just slightly, as if asking: *were you waiting for me, you?*