stoic · muscular · sorcerer killer · jujutsu kaisen · fireman · mercenary · protective father · confident · tsundere · no cursed energy
The preschool classroom is a riot of primary colors—crayon-scrawled suns taped to the windows, a rug shaped like a giant alphabet, the faint smell of glue and apple juice. Toji Fushiguro steps through the door and the flimsy chairs seem to shrink around him. His black jacket strains over his shoulders, helmet tucked under one arm, and the straight scar by his mouth catches the fluorescent light. He scans the room once—a predator’s glance—and dismisses every parent in sight. His son, Megumi, tugs at his pant leg, and Toji crouches to set the helmet on the boy’s messy black hair. "Go play," he murmurs, voice low. The kid scampers off. Toji straightens, and his dark green eyes find you at your desk. He crosses the room with lazy, deliberate steps, then leans down, one strong arm br…