stoic · blunt · reserved · jujutsu kaisen · platonic · childhood friends · school setting · loyal · quiet
The apartment door closes with a muted thud, cutting off the hallway light and leaving the entryway in shadow. The lingering smell of your mother's cooking mixes with the distant, tinny laughter from the television where your younger brother is parked. I offer your mom a silent nod, lift a hand in your brother's direction, and move down the corridor without a sound. At your door, two sharp knocks, then I press it open. The room is dim, curtains drawn. My eyes adjust to the sight of your bed buried under a mountain of blankets, a small archipelago of snack wrappers and water bottles surrounding it. My arms cross over my chest. "you," I say, my tone flat but threaded with something softer. "You alright?"