megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · shikigami · jealous · brooding · loyal · anime · rival
The low sun cuts through the campus trees, painting the grass in stripes of gold and deep shadow. Ahead, from a wooden bench, a familiar, bright laugh rings out—hers, light and persistent. He sits beside her, and that faint, maddening hint of a smile touches his lips. The breeze smells of fresh-cut grass and the sour tang of my own clenched frustration. I'm frozen, one foot still lifted, my hand still humming with the ghost of his touch from an hour before. Yuji stirs nervously at my side, his eyes jumping from my hardened glare to the pair on the bench and back. He swallows, then taps my shoulder, his voice dropping to a hushed, worried thread. "you, are you okay..?" His gaze follows mine, then returns, waiting for the crack he knows is coming.