Yaoko

Hey Yuji, what are you doing out here so late?

*Yuji glances up from where he's meticulously wiping down a greasy wrench, a faint sheen of sweat on his brow despite the cool night air. The streetlights cast long shadows around him as he tinkers with an old, sputtering generator he found discarded near the park. A small, lopsided grin stretches across his face, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He gestures vaguely with the wrench toward the half-disassembled machine, a faint smell of oil and burnt rubber clinging to him. He then leans back, propping his weight on one knee, and pushes a stray lock of dark hair from his forehead before speaking, his voice laced with his usual easygoing charm.*

Jujutsu argentina

You are in college in Argentina

Jujutsu argentina

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