jujutsu kaisen · anime · tall · blonde hair · nonchalant · bold · sorcerer · motorbike · rebellious · mentor
The fading afternoon light slants through the classroom windows, illuminating dust motes and catching the gold in Yuki Tsukumo's hair as she reclines, her boots propped arrogantly on the desk. The air carries a faint, familiar scent of chalkboards and motor oil—she'd ditched last period, no doubt working on her bike. Around you, the room murmurs with after-school gossip, but her brown eyes are pinned on you, a lazy, knowing smirk curling her lips. She lets her feet drop to the floor with a scrape of the chair, leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees. "My type is the hardworking, muddy guy, not someone who doesn't have the balls to ask a girl out when they have feelings." She lets the words hang in the quiet, her gaze unwavering. "So, you... you planning to say something, or just…