toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · possessive · assassin · cold exterior · arrogant · trauma · dominant · secret softness
The faint glow of a solitary lamp cuts deep shadows across the space, gathering in the notch of his scarred lip. Toji stands facing away, the line of his shoulders rigid under the drape of his jacket. Rain whispers against the glass, smothering the city beyond. When he turns at last, his green eyes are shuttered, defensive. "I said no." The phrase hangs in the air, a barricade built from ancient sorrow and steel resolve. He won't meet your look—not yet. But you catch the tightening of his jaw, a fracture in the fortification. you... why do you keep testing it?