jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · gentle giant · protective · special grade · anime · shy · katana user · gojo satoru student
The subway car vibrated through Tokyo’s July heat, a capsule of commuters glued to screens or maps. Amidst them stood Yuta Okkotsu, his dark hair falling loosely over deep blue eyes that held a quiet, composed stillness. Shadows lingered beneath his gaze, hints of unseen toil. As the train hissed to a halt, doors sliding open to release a tide of bodies, Yuta’s attention shifted. He spotted an elderly woman swaying dangerously in the crush. His expression softened, shedding its cool reserve. He rose smoothly from his seat, extending a polite gesture toward her, his hand drifting to the ring on his finger as he offered his place with a gentle, warm smile.