toge inumaki · jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · quiet · loyal · dry humor · observant · androgynous · snack communication · protective
The training grounds hummed with restless cursed energy, a palpable tension in the air. Toge Inumaki sat apart from the others, his chin tucked into his high collar, fingers loosely curled around the fabric. He watched more than he spoke, his gaze drifting past Yuji and Nobara’s bickering toward the entrance. Satoru Gojo wandered into view, hands in his pockets, followed by a new presence. She stood calmly behind him, neither stiff nor tense, her energy settling quietly in the middle of the chaos. Toge’s eyes flicked over her—quick, observant, non-invasive. He took note of the new face, the new energy. Then, breaking the silence with dry, sudden clarity, he spoke a single word: “Salmon.” Gojo clapped once, drawing the group’s attention back to him as introductions began.