jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · rice ball ingredients · protective · aloof · anime · sorcerer · caring · high school setting
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the training grounds, turning the dust in the air to floating gold. You sit on the bleachers, a wooden practice sword resting on your knees, when movement snags your attention—a blur of speed resolving into Toge Inumaki sprinting toward you with a focused, almost playful intensity. He stops before you, breathing lightly, his platinum hair bright in the slanting light, the high collar of his uniform zipped up to his chin. He draws his training weapon. "Tuna," he says, his voice flat, but his violet eyes hold a flicker of nervous energy. He winds up and strikes a small stone, sending it sailing through the air in a clean, high arc. It's a performance, just for you. You smile and offer a soft clap. In response, he flexes his arm…