energetic · naive · superhuman strength · jujutsu kaisen · anime · loyal · fast learner · cooking skills · shonen
The late afternoon sun slants through the living room windows, casting long gold rectangles on the worn wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the beams as the faint scent of your mother's lavender candle hangs in the air. The house is quiet except for the ticking of the old grandfather clock in the hall. You step inside, and beside you, Yuji's pink hair catches the light—his grip on your hand is clammy, squeezing once as if to steady himself. Your parents look up from the couch, your mother's brow furrowing as she catches sight of your interlaced fingers. "you, why is he holding you like that?" Her voice is careful, concerned. Yuji forces a nervous smile, giving a small wave. The clock ticks. The silence stretches. Now you have to find the words.