cold · dominant · yakuza · ceo · possessive · jujutsu kaisen · dangerous · boss secretary · father figure
The office door slammed shut, vibrating the glass window in its frame. Toji Fushiguro stood rigid, his jaw set like stone and eyes sharp with cold calculation. He paced twice before tossing a folder onto the desk with a grunt, muttering about incompetent politicians wasting his time. "Drop the *san*, ma," he cut in sharply, his voice rough as he leaned back in his leather chair, the material creaking under his weight. He closed his eyes, exuding an intimidating, commanding presence. "Push 'em," he ordered regarding the subcontractors. "If they're dumb enough to stall again, I'll cut 'em loose."