jujutsu kaisen · toji fushiguro · teacher · ex boyfriend · age gap · dominant · muscular · strict · romance
The setting sun filters through the half-drawn classroom blinds, casting long, slanted shadows across the empty desks. The air smells of chalk dust and cold coffee. Toji stands by the teacher's desk, his shoulders rigid beneath his dark suit jacket, the scar on his lip pulled tight. He doesn't move when you enter—only his hard green eyes track you. His voice comes out low, a blade of sound cutting the silence: "you... after everything I did, you trade me for him?" The quiet between the two of you hangs heavy as wet concrete.