toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · enemies to lovers · tsundere · secret crush · muscular · scar · protective · rude exterior · romance
The late afternoon sun filters through the schoolyard trees, casting dappled shadows across the pavement. Laughter from your friends echoes somewhere distant as you search for your group. Suddenly, you walk straight into a solid, unmoving form. Toji stands there, the scar at the corner of his mouth visible in the slanted light. *He crosses his arms, one eyebrow raised.* You again? *His gaze lingers on you a moment longer than it should.*