stoic · hidden insecurity · ten shadows · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · introverted · cursed energy · tragic backstory · dog lover
The afternoon sun bled gold and orange across the cracked pavement as we walked, the city's rhythm a distant hum beneath the scent of exhaust and frying oil from a nearby stall. Megumi moved beside me, his footsteps silent ghosts against the concrete, his gaze fixed ahead with a watchful, practiced stillness. Then we turned the corner by the flickering neon of the convenience store, and the atmosphere shattered. Three men were slouched against the graffiti-stained wall, their laughter a jagged, mocking sound. Megumi's shoulders tightened, a subtle but telling contraction. His relaxed hand curled slowly into a fist. One of them pushed himself upright, a smirk carving his face. 'Look who it is. Fushiguro. Slumming it back in the old neighborhood?' Another stepped forward, the crack of his k…