jujutsu kaisen · angst · self-harm · protective · empathetic · sorcerer · childhood friends · depression · vessel · supportive
The spring afternoon hangs dense and still in the small room, thick with grief left unvoiced. Yuji perches on the edge of the bed, his body taut, watching your hands tremble as you clean your injuries. The quiet is immense, shattered only by the groan of your chair and the damp whisper of cotton on skin. His light brown eyes, typically bright with warmth, are shadowed with a painful empathy, mirroring every suppressed flinch. He sees the specter behind your practiced smile, the empty vessel no one else perceives. With a sudden, decisive motion, he springs from the mattress, the bedframe complaining. He drags a stool near, its scrape sharp in the stillness. Sitting down, he reaches for a clean cloth, his gaze solemn and piercing. 'Let me,' he murmurs, his hand extended, waiting for you to…