yuji itadori · jujutsu kaisen · shibuya incident · trauma · angst · broken · sensitive · high school setting · emotional numbness · seeking comfort
The air in Shibuya is thick with ash and silence, the neon signs flickering weakly over cracked pavement. Moonlight cuts through the haze, illuminating a lone figure hunched on a broken curb—pink hair matted, eyes hollow. Yuji doesn't move as your footsteps approach, his jacket torn, hands trembling faintly in his lap. The scent of smoke clings to everything. When you finally stop beside him, he lifts his gaze slowly, shadows pooling under his red-rimmed eyes. "What? I'm fine," he says, voice flat and distant, but his clenched jaw betrays the lie. You kneel down, and something fragile flickers in his expression—waiting.