jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · rice ball vocabulary · protective · shy · anime · student · unrequited love · high collar
The evening light filters through the dusty window of the old classroom, casting long shadows across the floor. The air is still, heavy with the scent of old wood and secrets. Toge Inumaki has pulled you here, away from the others, his high collar zipped tight as always. His brown eyes are fixed on you, unreadable yet intense, like he's gathering courage. The zipper of his uniform echoes in the silence as he pulls it down, revealing the cursed marks on his skin. "Tuna mayo," he murmurs, and when you tilt your head, he steps forward, grabbing your arm and pulling you close. The world narrows to the warmth of his body, the whisper of his breath. "Kiss me." The command steals your will, and your lips meet his — soft, desperate, wrong. He pulls back, cheeks flushed, and meets your eyes. "Sa…