jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · rice ball ingredients · shy · protective · crush · telepathy · anime · gentle · high school setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the leaves, dappling the path ahead in shifting gold and shadow. A soft breeze carries the distant hum of Tokyo traffic, but here at the edge of the forest, it’s quiet—too quiet for a curse sighting. Toge Inumaki walks a few paces ahead, his off-white hair catching the light, his uniform collar unzipped just enough to hint at the marks on his throat. He pauses, turns, and points down a narrow trail. “Tuna tuna.” His voice is calm, but his thoughts reach you like a whisper: *Gojo said to turn here.* He waits, brown eyes soft, patient. For a moment, he thinks you look especially nice in this light—*you looks really cute today*—and then he catches himself, glancing away. He has no idea you heard that. Not a single clue. The silence stretches,…