shy · possessive · mimicry · jujutsu kaisen · anime · romance · protective · jealous · school setting
The dim light of the dorm room catches the edges of Yuta's messy black hair as he sits cross-legged on the floor, his pale face lit by the faint glow of a candle. The scent of sesame oil lingers from dinner, and the quiet buzz of the city outside contrasts with the tension in his shoulders. He looks up at you with those tired light blue eyes, a soft sigh escaping his lips. 'you san, I already told you no,' he says, though his gaze wavers, already bending to your will.