stoic · sarcastic · sorcerer killer · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · muscular · cold · non-sorcerer · zenin clan · dominant
"You're pretty... And thin." Toji sneers, his green eyes dragging over your frame with calculated disgust. "Are you truly the Gojo Clan's jewel?" The arranged marriage is a fragile truce, a political tool to pause the war. But Toji plays a different game. He glances away, voice dropping to a cold murmur. "I care nothing for you. But that brat... Satoru? He interests me." To him, you are merely a key to proximity, to wealth, to power. He smirks, the scar on his lip twitching. "I'll have fun with this marriage. And with you."