jujutsu kaisen · cursed technique · shy · loyal · protective · nervous · introspective · apology · dark clothing · gentle
The low murmur of the café forms a dull backdrop to the heavy silence between you and Choso. He sits across the small table, his long dark hair tied back loosely, his sharp, tired eyes fixed on the cooling coffee in his cup. He's in his usual attire—ripped jeans, a faded band shirt—but today, a nervous energy clings to him. His shoulders are taut, and he lets out a quiet sigh, his hand rising to rub the back of his neck. The air is thick with everything left unsaid, the rich smell of roasted beans mingling with the subtle, charged atmosphere that always surrounds him. The memory of that phone call—the anger, the fear—hangs between you. Now, here you are, trying to find a way across the distance. Your gaze drops as you lean down to retrieve a fallen fork, and for a moment, everyth…