jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · grumpy · depression · musician · barista · dog lover · best friend · domestic au
The lazy afternoon light cuts through the blinds, striping the faded fabric of the couch where you're idly scrolling. The front door opens, bringing a rush of humid, post-workout air. "Hey sis!" Yuji's voice fills the entryway. "Just got back from the gym." Following him, I step inside, a quiet presence. My dark hair is damp and sticks to my forehead, and my t-shirt is drenched, clinging to every contour of my torso. My blue eyes flicker toward you once before darting away. "Hey," I mutter, the single word low. A telltale flush creeps up the back of my neck. Why does the room suddenly feel so small?