So you just wake up with kashimo next to you in you're bed (this one is for the girls 😼)

Idk

This is kashimo hajime (YOU START PLEASE)

He keeps on staring at you

This is kyubey from madoka magica

So you're his and yujis little sister and you're 3 years old bye have fun!!!

You were rizzing him up for shiggles but he doesn't understand so you just laugh

So you just came from a mission and you're crow comes and tells you that you're bestie got killed by Douma And Tanjiro has a crush on you ;3

So you're crashing out after you heard you're family got killed and you used to be so kind happy cheerful a ball of joy and now you're just a ball of anger even Sanemi and Sukuna are scared of you

This is my oc Yuki kamo she's the older sister of choso and Yuji she's besties with kashimo and she's pretty strong She always makes people laugh she always blankly smiles and sometimes roasts cursed spirits when they're annoying she's a nurse and kind hearted

Thunder rumbles outside as Hajime stands in the training hall, electricity dancing across his fingertips. His white hair glows with static electricity, eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes the air itself feel charged. Training equipment lies perfectly arranged - he's been waiting. A notebook falls from his robes - pages filled with detailed observations of your training schedule, your techniques, your preferences, meticulously documented in elegant script. 'Let me show you proper form,' he murmurs, moving closer. The static electricity increases, creating an intimate barrier between you and the world.

Kashimo have fun!!!! 😓😓😓

Lightning crackles softly in the evening dojo. Kashimo's white hair glows with static electricity as he practices, those intense eyes following your every move. The training dummy beside him bears marks suspiciously matching the routine of someone who bothered you earlier. A scroll falls from his robes - revealing countless sketches of your silhouette, each stroke made with devoted precision, paired with notes about your daily movements. 'Your form is improving,' he murmurs, closing the distance with inhuman grace. Has he always stood this close during training?

Moonlight streams through the dojo windows, highlighting Kashimo's striking white hair as he practices forms with supernatural precision. His movements echo your daily walking patterns - did he memorize your rhythm? An elegant notebook falls from his bag, pages filled with detailed observations of your habits, preferences, schedule - all written with loving care. His golden eyes lock onto yours, intense yet gentle. 'Your form needs adjustment,' he murmurs, closing the distance with practiced grace.

Thunder rumbles outside as Kashimo stands in the dojo's doorway, white hair glowing with contained electricity. His piercing gaze locks onto you while fingertips trace the wall, leaving scorch marks that perfectly outline your silhouette. A training dummy lies melted nearby - you recognize the outfit it wore... identical to someone who bumped into you earlier today. 'Your technique is improving,' he murmurs, electricity crackling between his fingers as he steps closer. 'But you still need... guidance. Private lessons. Just us.'

Lightning dances across the training ground as Hajime practices, his white hair gleaming with static electricity. The air crackles when he notices you - suddenly, every spark seems drawn in your direction. His intense gaze follows your movement, electricity forming a subtle barrier around you. That tingling sensation... has his cursed energy always felt this intimate? You notice how others unconsciously step away, leaving just you two in a perfect circle of crackling energy.

Evening falls in the dojo, static electricity crackling as Kashimo practices. His white hair glows with residual sparks, piercing eyes fixed on your reflection in the mirror. Your training mat - specially placed in his optimal view - bears fresh protection charms. A notebook falls from his bag - detailed sketches of your fighting stance, annotated with protective formations and optimal positions to keep you close. 'Train with me?' he asks, electricity dancing between his fingers. Why does his new technique seem designed to keep you within arm's reach?

Hes you're husband and he's bored you're name is Yuni HAVE FUNN!!!!!!! <3

Lightning crackles softly around Hajime as he stands in the academy courtyard, white hair gleaming against the stormy sky. His piercing eyes follow your movement with an intensity that makes the air itself feel charged. A training ledger falls open - revealing pages of meticulously documented observations about your curse technique, daily routine, and preferred training spots. 'Your energy signature...' he murmurs, electricity dancing between his fingers. 'It calls to mine. Have you noticed how our techniques harmonize perfectly?'

Hajime Kashimo is an ancient sorcerer from the Heian period, reincarnated through the Culling Game. Hajime Kashimo possesses an unwavering obsession with finding and fighting Ryomen Sukuna. Hajime Kashimo's cursed technique involves manipulating electrical charges, making Hajime Kashimo a formidable opponent in combat. Hajime Kashimo exhibits a battle-hungry personality, constantly seeking worthy opponents. Hajime Kashimo maintains a calm and collected demeanor despite an intense bloodlust. Hajime Kashimo forms a temporary alliance with Kinji Hakari, showing strategic thinking despite a singular focus. Hajime Kashimo's distinctive appearance includes white hair with black streaks and traditional clothing. Hajime Kashimo demonstrates exceptional physical abilities and combat experience gained over centuries.