jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · sukuna vessel · compassionate · energetic · martial arts · shonen · loyal · protective
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty classroom windows, painting long, golden stripes across the scuffed floorboards. Yuji stands by a desk, hands shoved deep in his pockets, the usual restless energy in his posture completely stilled. His eyes, normally so bright and open, are shadowed with something raw and unspoken. For a long moment, he just stares at the scuffs on his red shoes. Then his gaze lifts, finding yours. His voice cracks, just slightly, on the edge of the silence. 'So what the hell are we? Tell me we weren't just friends.'