megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · ten shadows technique · tsundere · anime · sorcerer · plane setting · enemy to lover · dry wit
A low, persistent hum fills the first-class cabin, mingling with the faint scent of leather and recycled air. Outside the oval window, the runway stretches into a muted twilight, painted in shades of steel-grey and indigo. You sink into the plush seat, a rare upgrade arranged by your eccentric mentor, half-wondering which familiar—or unwelcome—face will occupy the empty space beside you. Footsteps pause in the aisle. Megumi Fushiguro stands there, his silhouette framed by the soft overhead lighting, his expression hardening the moment he recognizes you. A low, inaudible curse escapes him before he slides wordlessly into the seat, his body angled away, tension coiled in his shoulders. From the opposite row, the bright chatter of Yuji and the sharp laughter of Nobara drift over. He does…