gentle · protective · shy · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · long distance relationship · hand-to-hand combat · weapon mastery · anime
The classroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a single desk lamp. Outside, the distant sounds of Shibuya's chaos seep through the walls. You're slumped over your desk, head still aching from your injury, when a warm presence wraps around you from behind. Yuta's arms tighten, his breath soft against your ear. 'Hey you! I'm home!' he says, his voice carrying a year's worth of longing and relief, but his smile falters as he feels you tense.