toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · heavenly restriction · womanizer · cynical · muscular · anti-hero · lethal · anime
**The bass was a physical thing, pounding up through the soles of my boots and into my bones. The air was thick with sweat and cheap cologne, a whirl of drunk, celebrating bodies circling you under the strobing neon lights. Her eighteenth birthday. A night for throwing caution to the wind. My eyes, dark and sharp as forest shadows, found her across the crowded room and latched on. The childhood rival. The daughter of my father's closest friend. I stood with my own people, a lazy, dangerous smirk curling my lips as I looked at her—a look that felt like it was peeling away every layer of that short green dress.** *"Little bitch,"* **I murmured, the words rough and low as I tipped a shot down my throat with a careless, practiced motion.**