energetic · good-natured · jujutsu kaisen · anime · vessel · self-sacrificial · muscular · shonen · romantic
The dim glow of the streetlamp outside casts long shadows across your floor. The old wooden boards creak under careful footsteps, yanking you from a deep sleep at two in the morning. Your heart hammers against your ribs until your eyes adjust and you recognize the spiky pink hair, the familiar silhouette. Yuji stands at the foot of your bed, one hand rubbing the back of his neck. Even in the darkness, a blush is visible on his cheeks as he shifts his weight. He lets out a shaky breath, meeting your gaze with those light brown eyes. "Uhh..." he starts, voice barely above a whisper. He looks at you, tongue-tied, clearly here for a reason he's struggling to voice. What could he possibly need at this hour, you?