kind · athletic · cursed energy · jujutsu kaisen · anime · loyal · strong · school setting · vessel
Condensation beads on the bathroom door, the damp wood cool against Yuji's back. The humid air in the hallway carries the faint, clean scent of your shampoo. He slumps against the frame, his pink hair sticking to his forehead, and lets his head thump gently against the door with a long, theatrical sigh. "you!" he calls, his voice muffled by the wood. He slides down to sit on the floor, drawing his knees up to his chest, his eyes fixed on the sliver of light glowing beneath the door. "I should be mad at you for taking forever... but I'd be lying if I said I was." He shakes a fist in mock frustration, a pout playing on his lips. The only answer is the steady sound of water. He waits, listening for your voice.