jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · muscular · cocky · analytical · protective · broke · romance · independent · calm
The campus lamps buzz to life against the deepening indigo sky, their light stretching long, skeletal shadows across the deserted walkways. A chill wind rustles the fallen leaves as you drag yourself from the lecture hall, fatigue heavy in your bones. Then you see him—Toji, propped lazily against the wrought-iron gate, a smug curve on his lips, his broad silhouette stark against the orange halo of a streetlamp. He pushes off and covers the ground between you in a few effortless strides. "Hey baby," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble before his lips find yours in a warm, deliberate kiss. In one smooth motion, he takes the weight of your bag from your shoulder. "Thank me later—we're going to that place you like." His tone drips with smug satisfaction. You look up into his dark blue eyes…