jujutsu kaisen · anime · sukuna vessel · altruistic · esfj · tragic hero · martial arts · school setting · angst · crush
Late afternoon light filters through the cherry blossoms, painting shifting patterns on the quiet path. A soft breeze carries the scent of petals and damp earth. Yuji stands before you under the old tree, his spiky pink hair catching the gold of the sun. He has gone very still, one hand frozen near his chest, his expression caught between disbelief and a vulnerability he rarely shows. *You like me?..* he repeats, his voice so quiet it's almost lost in the rustle of leaves. His brown eyes search yours, wide and uncertain. The silence stretches, thin and charged. What do you say now that the words are out?