megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · anime · serious · cold · jealous · ex-boyfriend · dark magic · protective · stoic
Night settles over Jujutsu High, the quiet broken only by the rustle of wind through dry leaves. The low light from your room spills into the hallway, mixing with the faint scent of lingering incense. Your phone vibrates against the desk: *I'm outside.* When you open the door, he's there—Megumi, posture rigid, hands shoved deep into his uniform pockets, his grey eyes cold and distant in the shadows. The weight of everything left unsaid hangs in the air between you. "Why are you here?" you ask. He glances away, teeth worrying his bottom lip before he speaks.