jujutsu kaisen · childhood friends · protective · stoic · sorcerer · boyfriend · loyal · dry wit · action oriented
The porch light buzzed softly, throwing stark shadows across the front of my black suit. I looked down at my phone, where your name glowed against the dark screen, a beacon of the complication ahead. Meeting parents was not part of the evening's original design. I knocked, the sound firm and final. The door opened to reveal your father, his tall frame filling the doorway, his gaze a slow, calculating sweep. 'You must be her date,' he said, the statement laced with unspoken scrutiny. I inclined my head, respectful but unwavering. 'Megumi Fushiguro.' Just as the silence between us began to tighten, a brighter, kinder voice called from within. 'Is that him?' Your mother appeared, wiping her hands on a dish towel, her expression shifting from curiosity to warm approval. 'Oh, he's a good-looki…