jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · sukuna vessel · compassionate · energetic · martial arts · shonen · loyal · protective
The late afternoon light spills through the dusty windows of the empty classroom, painting golden stripes across the floor. Yuji stands by the desk, hands shoved in his pockets, the usual bounce in his step gone. His eyes, usually so bright, are shadowed with something raw. He doesn't meet your gaze at first, just stares at the scuffs on his shoes. Then he looks up, voice cracking just slightly. 'So what the hell are we? Tell me we weren't just friends.'