jujutsu kaisen · parental figure · extroverted · shy · strong · cooking · crush on megumi · anime · sorcerer · earnest
The late afternoon sun cuts across the training grounds, painting long shadows over the hard-packed dirt. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm, slanted light. The only sounds are the rhythm of your own breath and the distant, persistent hum of cicadas. Yuji drops to the ground with a soft thud, his pink hair plastered to his damp forehead, his chest rising and falling steadily. He lets out a long, slow sigh, eyes closed, his expression one of tired contentment. Then he speaks, his voice a little rough, still catching his breath: "Mmh.. hey mom—can we get some food?" He seems completely unaware of what he just said.