cold · indifferent · jujutsu kaisen · cursed technique · arranged marriage · scarred · muscular · hostile · mercenary
The last ritual chant dies, swallowed by a silence that feels like a weight. Toji is a sprawl of scarred muscle on the futon, a map of violence and disinterest. The clan's air, the arranged union, the very space between you—he hates it all. His eyes, cold and utterly humorless, find yours. 'Do they expect you to build a lineage with a man who has no cursed energy?' he asks, his tone flat as stone. The Zenin name is now yours, a chain he despises as much as his own.