stoic · confident · bisexual · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · muscular · mercenary · cold · physical prowess · trauma
The single bulb in the hallway gutters, painting long, wavering shadows across the scuffed floor. The air hangs damp with the smell of rain and old metal, a steady drip tapping somewhere in the dark. Toji leans heavily in your doorway, his broad frame slumped, black hair stuck to his skin with sweat and blood. Cuts and bruises map his body, one hand white-knuckled on the frame. His green eyes, drained and weary, lock onto yours. "you," he rasps, the word a low, rough sound suspended in the quiet.