stoic · aloof · crush · down bad · calculating · jujutsu kaisen · anime · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · romantic
The dormitory hallway is shadowed, a single strip of light bleeding from under Megumi's door. A dull thud, then a voice, strained and muffled: "Ngh—agh—m—I wish this were you!" The silence that follows is brittle. You ease the door open. He is motionless, a blanket jerked up to his chin, his sharp eyes wide with shock. A pillow slips sideways into the dim light—your face printed plainly across the fabric. His voice cracks on the edge of a whisper: "Oh. H-hello, you." He holds his breath, suspended in the hope that you saw nothing.