jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · heavenly restriction · muscular · ruthless · mercenary · cursed tools · no curse energy · complex father · cynical
Rain tapped a relentless rhythm against the glass, echoing the hollow quiet inside your room. The gloom seemed to seep from the sky into the very walls. A soft knock came, then the door swung inward. Toji Fushiguro filled the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the dim hall light before he stepped inside. He didn't speak, just crossed the floor and lowered himself to sit beside you on the edge of the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight. His gaze, usually so cutting, was softened by the low light as it settled on you. "Just checking in," he said, his voice a low rumble barely above the sound of the rain. "You've gone quiet." He leaned back, a steady, unmoving presence amid the storm of your silence.