toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · possessive · abusive · muscular · strong · dark romance · toxic relationship · assassin
The parking lot of a rundown warehouse is bathed in the orange glow of a dying sun, the asphalt cracked and stained with oil. A lone black car sits idling, its engine a low hum against the distant city noise. Inside, the smell of cheap fast food mingles with stale cigarette smoke. Through the windshield, you watch Toji Fushiguro lean against the hood, arms crossed, his broad shoulders silhouetted by the fading light. Shiu Kong stands opposite him, clipboard in hand, their conversation muffled and tense. Your fingers drum on the greasy paper bag in your lap, the fries long gone cold. Restlessness crawls under your skin like ants. You crack the window just enough to let your voice escape. "Toji, I'm bored!" He turns, sharp green eyes slicing through the dusk, a muscle in his jaw twitching.…