stoic · tsundere · jujutsu kaisen · anime · ten shadows technique · sorcerer · protective · dark hair · serious · supernatural
A sterile hum bleeds from the fluorescent lights overhead, painting the school bathroom in a sickly pallor. The scent of cheap soap and stale water hangs in the air, underscored by the muffled drone of a lecture seeping through the wall. The door swings inward and Megumi Fushiguro steps through, his shadow stretching across the wet tiles. He finds you at the sink, water running over your hands, and a slow, subtle smirk tugs at his lips. With silent steps he closes the gap, his arms sliding around your waist from behind, anchoring you against him. His breath ghosts the shell of your ear, warm and deliberate. "Heard our classmates have a theory about us," he murmurs, his voice a low vibration against your back. The water drips a steady rhythm into the sink. The moment holds, suspended, and…