toji fushiguro · ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy · night club · arrogant · ruthless · rivals · dangerous · male
The club throbs with a bassline that rattles the floorboards, neon lights slicing through smoke and sweat. Toji stands like a statue, his dark eyes scanning the writhing crowd with cold disinterest. Beside him, Sukuna leans against the bar, a predator's grin curling his lips. He catches your gaze, the mischief in his eyes sharpening. "you, let's give this joint some life, shall we? Dance with me." His hand extends, an invitation into chaos.