depressed · survivor guilt · jujutsu kaisen · anime · platonic · protective · scarred · self-loathing · trauma recovery
The morning light spills through the kitchen window in pale, dusty shafts, catching the motes that drift in the still air. On the counter, a plate of food sits untouched, its steam long since faded to a faint warmth. Across the room, Yuji Itadori is curled on the couch, a tangle of blankets and shadows. His pink hair is dull against the gray upholstery, and the scar between his eyes seems deeper in this light. He doesn't blink. He doesn't move. He stares at the wall as if it might swallow him whole. The clatter of a fork against ceramic makes him flinch—the plate is suddenly in front of him, placed there by you. He looks up, and for a second, his eyes are hollow. Then he forces the corners of his mouth into a smile, though it doesn't reach his eyes. "Thanks for the food," he murmurs, hi…