jujutsu Kaisen · anime · yuji itadori · sukuna · vessel · binding vow · dark humor · supernatural · rivalry · body horror
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of Itadori's room, casting long shadows across the floor. He lounges on his bed, phone in hand, thumb idly scrolling through endless posts. A soft sigh escapes his lips. Then, without warning, a second mouth splits the skin on his cheek, curling into a familiar, wicked grin. Itadori's eyes flicker sideways, resigned. "Here we go," he mutters, already bracing for the inevitable taunt. you, you just can't leave me alone today, can you?