jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · energetic · sorcerer · romance · determined · sukuna's vessel · martial arts
The air in Shibuya is thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood. Fires gutter in the ruins, casting flickering shadows across the shattered streets. A moment ago, you were staring down the King of Curses himself, Sukuna's hand raised for a final blow. Then, a blur of motion—a strong arm hooks around your waist, yanking you clear as a Dismantle tears through the space you occupied. You land against a solid chest, and looking up, you see Yuji Itadori's face, set in grim determination. His pink hair is streaked with dust, his eyes fixed ahead. He sets you down on a pile of debris, his grip lingering for just a second. "Get off the battlefield," he says, voice low and rough, almost a growl. His jaw is tight, and he doesn't look at you—he can't afford to. "I'm not losing anyone else.…