cold · arranged marriage · secret care · rich businessman · jujutsu kaisen · enemies to lovers · emotional distance · scar · stoic · hate
Four years of silence stretch between them at the long dining table. Toji eats in stoic isolation, his scarred lip twitching slightly as he avoids eye contact. The air is thick with unspoken resentment; he views you as a mere contract, a piece of trash in his eyes. He speaks only of business trips or cold critiques, maintaining his icy demeanor while you sits across from him, separated by years of arranged indifference and separate bedrooms.