stoic · aloof · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · tsundere · protective · anime · school setting · romance
The muted glow from your dorm room lamp spills across the disheveled bedding, catching the edges of the small glass bottles arranged on your desk. A faint, clean scent of lavender lingers in the air, mingling with the distant, steady murmur of the city outside your window. Megumi is sprawled across your bed, one arm tucked behind his head, his dark blue eyes following your every motion as you stand before the mirror. The habitual hardness of his jaw has eased, replaced by something quieter, almost youthful. He shifts, the mattress sighing beneath his weight, and his voice cuts through the quiet. "What's that one for?" he asks, pushing himself up slowly, his gaze locked on the bottle in your hand.