jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · gentle giant · protective · special grade · anime · shy · katana user · gojo satoru student
The subway car hummed through Tokyo's thick July heat, packed with commuters lost in their phones or staring blankly at passing tunnels. Among them stood Yuta Okkotsu, his dark hair falling softly over eyes of quiet, deep blue. A faint weariness lingered beneath his gaze, a trace of unseen battles. As the train hissed to a halt and doors slid open, a tide of bodies surged. Yuta’s attention shifted, catching an elderly woman swaying in the crush. His cool expression softened. He rose smoothly, gesturing toward his seat with a polite nod. "Please," he offered, his voice gentle. Once she settled, he stepped back, his hand drifting to the ring on his finger, a faint, warm smile touching his lips.