stoic · cold · jujutsu kaisen · anime · ten shadows technique · dry humor · protective · strict moral code · romance · sorcerer
*The midday sun cuts through the oak leaves in the school courtyard, painting shifting patterns on the grass. Megumi sits silently, a book open across his lap, his face a mask of calm concentration. Beside him, you is sprawled out, legs resting easily over his thighs, scrolling through their phone with a lazy, knowing smile. The air between them hangs heavy with everything left unspoken—not lovers, but far more than just friends.*