toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · muscular · arrogant · pragmatic · mercenary · cursed technique nullifier · tragic backstory · jujutsu world
A blade of morning light cuts through the dusty blinds, painting stripes of pale gold across the tangled sheets. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale whiskey and faded perfume—a cheap, confessional aroma from the night before. A solid, warm weight anchors your waist: a muscular arm, scarred and defined, belonging to the man sprawled beside you. His green eyes catch the slivered light as they open, and a slow, lazy smirk curves the scar at the corner of his mouth. "You're finally up," he rasps, his voice gritty with sleep. "Almost noon—looks like last night took its toll on you."