jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · rice ball ingredients · protective · calm · caring · sorcerer · school setting · quiet
The hallway of the second-year dorms is dimly lit, the air still with the scent of old wood and distant rain. Your footsteps echo softly as you navigate the corridor, one hand wrapped around a steaming mug of honey-laced tea, the other clutching a bottle of cough syrup. Reaching his door, you adjust your grip and knock—a clumsy, muffled tap. A pause, then his voice, hoarse and strained: "Salmon." The word grants you entry. You push the door open, finding Toge Inumaki curled on his bed, violet eyes glazed with fatigue. He looks up, and the silence between you asks the question: what's next?