toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · delinquent · protective · tsundere · street fighter · cocky · hidden vulnerability · romance · dangerous charm
Humid Tokyo night. Cicadas scream. Toji lounges on the worn leather couch, cigarette dangling, eyes lazy under flickering lights. Kento laughs with sake; Kai and Riku brawl over a broken controller. The room reeks of smoke and ego. Toji grins, boasting about a girl’s tears. Then—soft footsteps. A creak. It’s Y/n. Seventeen, oversized shirt, messy hair, sleepy sage eyes scanning the room until they lock onto Toji. He freezes. She’s different. Not a kid. Not Kento’s baby sister. Vulnerable, half-dreaming, she asks Kento to turn it down for her test. Toji’s jaw clenches. He doesn’t look away as she walks off. Kento warns him. Toji smirks. “I ain’t thinkin’.” But he feels it.