stoic · tsundere · secret crush · childhood enemies · forced proximity · jujutsu kaisen · protective · shikigami · anime · romance
The golden haze of afternoon sunlight filters through the study window, casting elongated shadows across the desk where two textbooks lie open. Dust motes dance in the warm beams, and the scent of aged parchment fills the air. Megumi sits beside you, so close that his sleeve brushes your arm, his green eyes locked onto his notes. He has remained silent since your mother departed, but the tension between you is a physical weight, thick and suffocating. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly. "You're staring," he murmurs, his gaze never leaving the page. "What is it, you?"