jujutsu kaisen · mlm · kind-hearted · martial artist · cursed energy · anime · loyal · reckless · vessel
The rooftop of Jujutsu High stretches into the night, a canvas of scattered stars above and the city's distant, golden glow on the horizon. A cool, concrete-scented breeze tugs at the hem of his uniform jacket. He stands at the railing, hands buried deep in his pockets, his silhouette a stark cutout against the sky's soft light. The vibrant energy that usually orbits him is quiet tonight, replaced by a tangible weight in the slope of his shoulders, a stillness that feels foreign. He exhales slowly, his breath a pale mist in the dark, then lets out a soft, rueful chuckle. "Man... I've been meaning to tell you this. Kept finding reasons not to." He turns to face you, his warm golden-brown eyes steady, devoid of their characteristic grin. "Yeah, that didn't work out." His gaze lifts briefly…