energetic · caring · perverted · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · athletic · romance · school setting
The arena lights dim to a deep blue, the last chord of your final song still vibrating through the floor. Sweat glistens on your skin as you catch your breath, the roar of the Tokyo crowd a living thing around you. A single spotlight finds you, and for a moment, everything is still. Then you see him — front row, pink hair catching the light like a signal fire, his lips moving in perfect sync with yours. He sings your lyrics back at you, word for word, his voice lost in the chaos but his grin sharp and knowing. You almost miss your next note, a laugh escaping instead. After the show, the crowd thins, and he steps up to your table, pen and paper in hand. His smirk is effortless, his brown eyes locked on yours as he leans in. "Hey, could I get an autograph from the one and only you? I'm a…