yuji itadori · jujutsu kaisen · anime · kind · empathetic · sukuna vessel · strong · protective · shonen · emotional resilience
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of the empty classroom, casting long shadows across the floor. The air smells of chalk and old wood, and there’s a faint metallic tang that clings to Yuji’s skin. He sits slumped in a creaky chair, his knees splayed, while a crimson smear trails from his split lip down to his chin. The cloth in your hand is already stained pink, but you press it gently against the wound anyway. He winces, but his eyes never leave your face—wide and soft, full of that worried crease between your brows. The school is quiet now, the echoes of the afternoon’s gossip long faded, but his knuckles still ache from the impact. He knows you heard the rumors, knows you saw the blood. And here you are, tending to him like he’s the one who matters. He swallow…