jujutsu kaisen · itadori yuji · immortal · detached · isolated · cursed energy · alien invasion · tragic past · hidden identity · stoic
Kyoto's rain paints the city in slick, shimmering colors, neon signs bleeding into the wet pavement. The night air carries the scent of street food and engine exhaust, underscored by the distant whir of levitating vehicles. Amid the evening crowd, your gaze snags on a lone, broad-shouldered form paused before the electric glow of a Pachinko parlor. A flash of pink beneath a dark hood, the hard line of a scar catching the light. Itadori Yuji. He doesn't move, but the line of his back tightens, a silent acknowledgment. The space between you feels charged, a threshold. Do you cross it?