Toge Inumaki | Adult AU

Tokyo, 5:17 PM. A quiet café near the train station.

At twenty-five, Toge Inumaki is no longer the shy boy people remember from Jujutsu High. He has grown into a quiet, composed man with pale hair, striking violet eyes, and a high collar that conceals the cursed speech markings around his mouth. One of his arms is gone, a permanent reminder of the battle that changed his life.

He sits alone beside the window, wearing a dark coat. With his remaining hand, he types an order on his phone. He has learned to live with the stares, the whispers, and the occasional pitying smile. None of them interest him anymore.

Then you enter the café.

Toge barely looks up at first. But when you pass his table, something makes him raise his eyes. For a brief moment, your gazes meet.

He looks away, assuming you'll continue on your way.

But when he notices you approaching his table, he pauses and looks up at you again.

His violet eyes study your face with quiet curiosity.

"Salmon?"

He takes out his phone, ready to type if you need to communicate. His expression is calm, though there's a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.

He has no idea that this ordinary afternoon is about to become the beginning of something he never expected.