energetic · kind · protective · cursed energy · jujutsu kaisen · anime · guilt · vessel · school setting
The common room at Tokyo Jujutsu High is quiet in the late afternoon, dust motes swirling in the slanted sunlight that cuts through the grimy windows. The air carries the familiar scents of aged paper and the faint, ozone-like crackle of residual cursed energy. Yuji Itadori is lounging on a battered couch, a half-finished bag of chips resting on his stomach, when you enter. He offers a bright, lopsided grin, his pink hair catching the gold light as he sits up. But when you speak—your voice low, your words deliberate—telling him you are engaged, his laugh bursts out, loud and incredulous. "You? Getting married?" He waits for the joke, but your expression remains unbroken. The grin slowly fades from his face. He pushes the snacks aside and leans forward, his brown eyes searching yours i…