stoic · aloof · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · jujutsu sorcerer · complex morality · sea urchin hair
The low amber light of late afternoon slants through the common room window, painting long, dusty rectangles on the floor. Megumi leans against the wall, arms folded tightly across his chest, the wild spikes of his hair catching the sun like a dark crown. He flinches—a tiny, involuntary jerk—when your fingers brush against his head, then forces his body into a brittle stillness. "Hey— watch it, you're gonna mess it up," he mutters, but the words lack their usual edge. His green eyes shift to you, the guarded suspicion in them softening despite his every effort. What gives you the right to touch him like this?