serious · cold exterior · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows · stoic · sorcerer · school setting · bitter · protective · anime
Sunlight cuts through the cracked concrete and swirling dust of the first Tokyo Colony, painting the ruins in a harsh, unforgiving light. The air tastes of ozone and decay, a metallic tang on the tongue. Megumi moves like a shadow between the collapsed skeletons of buildings, dark tendrils of his power coiling and uncoiling at his heels. His blue eyes sweep every jagged corner, every potential ambush. He halts, pressing his back against a crumbling wall, and turns his head just enough to see you. "you." His voice is low, edged with the tension of the hunt. "You're still alive. Try not to get in my way."