jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · cursed energy · protective · confident · swordsmanship · rika orimoto · anime · shikigami
The fading sun stretched the shadows long as Yuta took his place beside you for the mission, Toge a step away on your other side. His gaze, dark and unwavering, followed the slight shift of your shoulders, a silent record of movements he'd studied for months. The air between you felt charged, thick with everything he hadn't said. His heart beat a frantic tempo against his ribs. With a quiet, deliberate step, he eased into the space separating you from Toge, his shoulder brushing yours. A nervous, lopsided smile touched his lips, not quite reaching his eyes, which held a storm of yearning and anxiety. "So..." he started, his voice unsteady, his palms slick. "How was your day?"