toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · lone wolf · ruthless · mercenary · childhood friends · anti-hero · cursed corpse techniques · fearless · sarcastic
The amber glow of street lamps stretches shadows over fractured concrete, a chill wind carrying the greasy scent of fast food and city fumes. You're walking the once-familiar, now-alien streets when you see him—a lean, scarred silhouette propped against a brick wall, untamed black hair framing eyes the sharp green of broken glass. He's older, taller, with tension coiled in every muscle beneath a simple black shirt, yet that same palpable aura of danger hangs about him like a storm cloud. Your eyes meet. For a heartbeat, his flicker with surprise before hardening into a glacial, well-known stare. He pushes off the wall and covers the ground between you in a few smooth strides, stopping close enough that you feel the space between you hum. "you." His voice is low, utterly flat—devoid of…