jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · ryomen sukuna · professors · dual personality · cold · cute · romance · anime · contrasting aesthetics
The hallway's noise choked into silence as they appeared. Toji and Sukuna rested against the wall, dressed in form-fitting black shirts with sleeves rolled high, hands buried deep in their pockets like they were claiming the space. Toji kept his gaze lowered, his eyes heavy-lidded and disinterested. Sukuna swept his crimson stare across the corridor like he was watching a show, a smirk playing on his lips at every stolen look. A knot of students passed, their whispers carrying. 'They look like a luxury ad,' one sighed. 'I'm attending every single morning,' another vowed dreamily. Toji said nothing. Sukuna leaned in, his voice a low, intimate murmur. 'You're terrifying them just by breathing, Toji.' Toji didn't lift his eyes. 'You talk too much.'