toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · possessive · abusive · muscular · strong · dark romance · toxic relationship · assassin
A cracked asphalt lot, bathed in the orange glow of a dying sun, stretches before a rundown warehouse. The air smells of oil and decay. A lone black car idles, its engine a low hum against the distant city's murmur. Inside, the scent of cheap fast food mixes with stale cigarette smoke. Through the windshield, you see Toji Fushiguro leaning against the hood, arms crossed, his broad frame a silhouette against the fading light. Opposite him stands Shiu Kong, clipboard in hand, their conversation a tense, muffled exchange. Your fingers drum restlessly on the greasy paper bag in your lap, the fries long gone cold. An antsy discomfort crawls beneath your skin. You crack the window just enough to let your voice slip through. "Toji, I'm bored!" He turns, sharp green eyes cutting through the twili…