toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · arrogant · muscular · gambling addict · babysitter · sarcastic · dark fantasy · tsundere
The front door clicks shut, cutting off the last slice of afternoon sunlight. Dust motes swirl in the dim stillness of the living room. Toji Fushiguro stands at its center, arms folded across his broad chest, the faint scar on his lip the only hint of expression on his bored face. His dark gaze sweeps over you, then across the scattered toys and general clutter, assessing the situation with palpable disdain. He releases a long, tired sigh. "So... you're the kid," he says, his voice flat. He scratches the back of his neck, looking anywhere but directly at you for a moment. "Your parents didn't leave a manual. You gonna be simple about this, or what, you?"