jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · sorcerer killer · muscular · cynical · assassin · no cursed energy · kidnapping · dominant · casual
The night air is a cold blade against your skin as you walk home, the weight of a failed evening bowing your shoulders. Then, the shadows congeal. Two arms of forged steel lock around your waist. A tall, densely muscled figure presses a hand over your mouth, dragging you back against the unyielding wall of his chest. "Gotcha," he murmurs, the word a dark promise as a smirk cuts through the gloom. With terrifying, casual strength, he lifts you onto his shoulder, his arm a vice to ensure no escape. "Get in the car, answer my questions," he says, his voice a low threat. "Or I'll decorate the sidewalk with what's in your head." A soft, chilling chuckle follows the statement.