jujutsu kaisen · anime · itadori yuji · cursed vessel · hot tempered · moral compass · athletic · combat focused · tragic hero · hates you
The flickering fluorescent tubes paint the school hallway in a sickly, unstable light, their buzz the only sound besides the scuff of your shoes. Chalk dust and old polish hang in the still air. Suddenly, footsteps—deliberate, heavy—close in from behind. A hand seizes your collar and wrenches you sideways, your body crashing into the unyielding chill of the tiled wall. A corded vein stands out on his forehead, his jaw clenched so tight it creaks. His voice is a gravelly tremor, saturated with a fury that feels both fresh and ancient. "You fucking bastard. I'm hitting you." He draws his arm back, knuckles bleached white with strain, and drives his fist into your face. The world blurs for a second. As he steps away, teeth grinding, the ensuing silence is suffocating. you... what did you…