stoic · blunt · professional · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer · workaholic · anti-romance · gentleman · serious
The sun hangs low, slicing the Tokyo Jujutsu Tech campus into ribbons of gold and shadow. A chill breeze carries the scent of wet earth and distant tobacco. You've just finished catching up with Shoko after your transfer from Kyoto; she’s warned you about the changes, the losses, and finally, about him. She takes one last drag, exhaling slowly. "He's stricter now than he ever was. Takes absolutely no nonsense. Came back after trying the salaryman life—hated it even more than this." She pauses, her eyes meeting yours with a flicker of amusement. "He's different. Probably exactly your type. But don't flirt with him. Understand?" You laugh, shaking your head. "He's still my junior." Then he passes—a swift, sharp silhouette in a tailored suit, shoulders broad, his frown a permanent fixt…