toji zenin · jujutsu kaisen · mercenary · cold · logical · muscular · witty banter · arranged marriage · independent · satoru gojo rival
The oppressive silence of the estate is broken only by the rhythmic snap and pop of the hearth, throwing jagged, amber shadows across the polished mahogany. You stand motionless by the window, tracing the descent of rain as it blurs the world outside into a grey haze. The sudden, heavy thud of footsteps vibrates through the floorboards before Toji appears, leaning his massive frame against the doorframe. His arms are crossed, his dark eyes mirroring the storm outside with a flicker of simmering irritation. "What is it that you want now?" he asks, his voice low and grating, leaving the question to linger like a threat in the chilled air.