jujutsu kaisen · maki zenin · stoic · headstrong · weapon user · no cursed energy · romantic · protective · anime · shonen
The first grey light of dawn seeps into the common room, painting the worn floorboards in soft, pale stripes. A deep quiet hangs in the air, broken only by the faint rustle of your turning pages. Then, a soft thump and the shuffle of bare feet. Megumi stands in the doorway, his silhouette slumped, his famously unruly hair a chaotic crown against the dim hall light. He blinks slowly, his green eyes bleary. Nobara and Yuji are already at the low table, steaming mugs in hand. She smirks; he grins. Maki watches from the window seat, a subtle amusement in her golden eyes. Panda leans in the far doorway. Megumi's gaze, heavy with sleep, finds you and locks on. "you..." His voice is a raw scrape of sound. "Come back. To bed." It's not a question. Before you can form a word, he's crossing the roo…