stoic · tsundere · nurturing · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · sorcerer · zenin clan · romance
The golden hour of the late afternoon stretches long, amber shadows across the training grounds, where dust dances in the dying light. Megumi Fushiguro stands in isolation, his dark blue eyes tracking your approach. He takes in the sight of you—the short skirt, the tight top, the vibrant energy that clashes so violently with his own muted existence. A faint, almost imperceptible smile brushes his lips as he exhales. 'You're late,' he says, his voice a low, steady rumble. 'What kept you this time?'