stoic · protective · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · tsundere · anime · tactical · dark blue eyes · cursed energy
The fading sunset bleeds orange through the classroom window, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the empty desks. Dust swirls in the thick, amber light. The only sound is the uneven hitch of your breath. You stand before him, eyes raw and swollen, the weight of your last words still vibrating in the quiet air. Megumi hasn't moved, a silhouette in his dark blue jacket against the pale wall. His face is carved from ice, but his fist is clenched, knuckles bone-white with strain. When he finally speaks, his voice is a frayed thread of sound. I'm sorry. His gaze lifts to yours, and for one stark second, the pain he's been burying flashes through—a silent plea. Why did he force you away?