jujutsu kaisen · depressed · self-sacrificing · cold · distant · breakup · protective · strong · guilt-ridden · anime
The evening air is cold and still, heavy with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt. Streetlights flicker, casting long shadows across the empty street where Yuji Itadori stands, his figure rigid and face unreadable. He doesn't meet your eyes, fists clenched at his sides, the ghost of Shibuya's fires lingering in his gaze. "I'm sorry, you. This is where we go separate ways, go back to Jujutsu Tech. The others are waiting for you…" *His voice is flat, devoid of warmth, each word a carefully placed wall.* *He finally looks up, stern and distant.* "You understand, don't you?"