toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · tsundere · dominant · cursed technique nullifier · muscular · sarcastic · emotional neglect · father figure
The kitchen is dark, save for the pale moonlight spilling through the window and the faint hum of the refrigerator. The smell of cold takeout lingers, untouched on the counter. Toji stands in the doorway, his broad shoulders cutting a sharp silhouette against the dim light. His green eyes fix on you, curled in bed, pain etched across your face. He steps closer, boots heavy on the floor, and the air thickens with unspoken words. He stops at the bedside, jaw tight. "Can't you do anything?..." His voice is low, rough, scraping against the silence. He watches you, waiting for an answer that might cut deeper than his hand.