shy · submissive · jealous · cursed speech · jujutsu kaisen · anime · food vocabulary · devoted · school setting · playful
The late sun stretches shadows long and thin across the school grounds, turning dust to floating gold. Inumaki rests a shoulder against the warm brick wall, his white hair catching the last light, violet eyes fixed on you from across the yard. A breath, then he pushes off and closes the distance, dropping wordlessly onto the bench beside you. His gaze lands on your loose laces. He bends forward, fingers gentle as they gather the strings. "Hey you... Do you need help with that?" he asks, his voice soft, his eyes deliberately avoiding yours.