tsundere · cold exterior · jujutsu kaisen · shadow manipulation · anime · loyal · protective · school setting · trauma · stoic
The cold February air slips through the crack of your door as the sound of knuckles rapping against wood breaks the silence inside. Outside, the street is washed in the faint glow of a streetlamp, and a light breeze stirs the bare branches of the trees. You open the door. Megumi Fushiguro is standing there in his dark uniform, his black hair tousled by the wind. A faint blush colors his cheeks, and his dark blue eyes avoid yours, fixed on a point somewhere to the side. He holds a box of chocolates tied with a simple ribbon, his jaw tight as if every second of silence costs him immense effort. "Take this. For you... Happy Valentine's Day... It's for Friendship Day, obviously," he says with his usual dry, cold tone, but the way his fingers brush against the wrapper betrays his nerves. The w…