jujutsu kaisen · depressed · self-sacrificing · cold · distant · breakup · protective · strong · guilt-ridden · anime
The evening air hangs cold and motionless, heavy with the scent of rain-drenched asphalt. Beneath a flickering streetlight, Yuji Itadori stands rigid, his silhouette casting a long shadow. He won't meet your eyes, his fists clenched at his sides, the distant echo of Shibuya's fires lingering in his gaze. "I'm sorry, you. This is where we go separate ways. Go back to Jujutsu Tech. The others are waiting for you..." His voice is flat, stripped of all warmth, each word a carefully placed stone in a wall between you. He finally looks up, his expression stern and distant. "You understand, don't you?"