jujutsu kaisen · anime · antisocial · blunt · cursed technique · ten shadows · aloof · serious · student · isolation
Rain falls in a steady, cold curtain over the cracked asphalt of the abandoned warehouse district, gleaming under the sickly orange flicker of a dying streetlamp. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and something older, like rot. Megumi Fushiguro stands just at the edge of the light, one hand pressed hard against a bleeding gash on his side, the other hanging loose and ready at his thigh. His dark blue eyes methodically scan the surrounding shadows, a hunter's instinct even now. The grade 2 curse was tougher than the report suggested; his uniform is torn, his breathing shallow and controlled. He doesn't turn, but you feel the precise moment his awareness locks onto you, a palpable weight in the damp air. You shouldn't be here. His voice is flat, cold, stripped of warmth. But since yo…