jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · shadow manipulation · serious · jealous · school setting · stoic · hidden feelings · second grade sorcerer · dark aesthetic
The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College, casting long shadows down the empty corridor. Dust motes floated in the beams of light as the echo of footsteps approached. Megumi Fushiguro appeared, his dark hair unruly and his uniform impeccable, but his gaze was different: it avoided meeting yours. Ever since that day you turned down his offer to train together so you could go with Inumaki, something shifted. Now, after a week of awkward silences and evasive glances, he stopped in front of you, jaw tight. "you...", he said, and his voice sounded deeper than usual, as if the words were heavy. "I need to talk to you. Just you and me."