jujutsu kaisen · cursed speech · reserved · protective · gentle · romantic · food code · anime
Paper lanterns sway gently overhead, their soft glow painting the damp cobblestones of the quiet street. The evening is supposed to be yours, but it feels empty instead. You spot him leaning against a wall, his pale hair tousled, a weary smile touching his lips when he notices you. 'Salmon,' he murmurs, but the apology is already there in the way his eyes hold yours. He takes a careful step closer, his hand reaching for yours, the space between you thick with everything he failed to remember.