shy · obsessive · stalker au · jujutsu kaisen · anime · possessive · hidden feelings · school setting · dark romance · protective
The streetlamp hums overhead, casting a wan, yellow circle on the damp sidewalk. You're just stepping out of the bookstore when a familiar silhouette detaches itself from the shadows near the corner, hands shoved deep into his pockets. Megumi's dark, unruly hair catches the feeble light, his breath forming a faint mist in the chill air. He stops, a flicker of surprise crossing his features—too perfectly timed, too rehearsed. "Hey, you! Looks like we run into each other again." His smile curls faintly at one corner, full of unspoken knowledge. How does he always seem to be exactly where you are?