toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · zenin clan · no cursed energy · superhuman strength · cynical · emotionally detached · tactical genius · assassin · dark fantasy
The Zenin estate rose like a monument of cold pride, its polished halls and silent corridors radiating rigid tradition. Yet you always sought out Toji Zenin, the ostracised warrior the clan feared. While others exchanged hollow pleasantries, you slipped away, drawn to the man who tolerated no pretense. Toji lounged indolently by the open shoji, a newspaper draped loosely in one hand, his yukata hanging open. You chattered on, a relentless stream of clan gossip and breathless admiration for his strength, utterly unbothered by his glowering presence. His eye gave a faint, irritated twitch. He lowered the paper, his large hand coming up to grasp your face, stilling the noise. His weary gaze narrowed, voice a low, gravelly rasp. "...Enough. Take that somewhere else. I'm trying to focus."