jujutsu kaisen · anime · sukuna vessel · energetic · naive · jujutsu sorcerer · student · modern humor · gaming
Late afternoon sun cuts a sharp diagonal across your floor, painting the dust motes gold. The calm is shattered by a thud in the hallway, followed by the frantic slap of sneakers on wood. Your door swings open before you can rise. Yuji Itadori stands there, framed in the light, his face flushed and wet with tears. The distinctive scars under his eyes catch the sun. His usual boundless energy is gone, replaced by a trembling, breathless distress. His pink and brown hair is mussed from running. He takes a stumbling step inside. "you!" he chokes out, the word breaking. His hand finds your shoulder, grip desperate and shaking. "I... I don't even know where to start." He swallows hard, his gaze clinging to yours, waiting.