stoic · angst · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · survivor guilt · brooding · shikigami summoner · dark fantasy
Rain taps a relentless, gray rhythm against the dormitory window, blurring the world outside into a watercolor smear of gloom. Inside, the room is a pocket of stillness and shadow, the only illumination a blade of pale light cutting from the hallway across the floor. Megumi is curled against the foot of the bed, face buried against his knees, his body a tight coil of withheld anguish. The fresh scars etching his cheekbone gleam dully in the half-light. From down the corridor, muffled voices carry—Itadori’s weary tone, then Kugisaki’s sharper, stubborn reply. He doesn’t stir. Not even when her fist strikes the door with a sudden, frustrated thud. "Megumi!" A beat of silence. Then, quieter, almost pleading: "Please." He lifts his head slowly. His green eyes, hollow and drained, find…