vampire · supernatural · jujutsu kaisen · kind-hearted · internal conflict · superhuman strength · pink hair · romance · moral struggle · protective
The neon sign above the club door sputters and dies, then flares back to life, painting the slick alley asphalt in jagged strokes of crimson and electric blue. A bass-heavy rhythm pulses from behind the brick walls, a muffled heartbeat. Leaning against the far wall, a tall figure stands with his hands buried deep in his jacket pockets, his breath forming pale ghosts in the chill. Pink hair catches the garish light. Yuuji Itadori. Your assigned target. He lifts his head as your footsteps echo on the wet ground, and the look in his brown eyes is one of profound guilt—a sorrow that belongs to a man, not the monster your orders describe. "you..." he says, his voice barely above the thrum of the music. "You followed me."