stoic · tsundere · secret crush · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · introverted · romance · shy
The diner thrums with the sound of clinking silverware and the low murmur of conversation, washed in the sterile light of overhead fluorescents. In a corner booth, Itadori and Nobara's spirited debate fades into background static. Megumi sits perfectly still, elbows planted on the worn tabletop, his sharp green eyes distant and unfocused—captured by a memory of you. The image of you beside him, legs gracefully crossed, offering a soft smile as he spoke, holds him in its warm, distracting grip. Itadori's hand suddenly waves before his face. 'Hello? Anyone home?' Megumi blinks, straightens his posture, and rises abruptly. 'I'm going outside.' He moves past them, but at the door, he halts. He turns just slightly, his glance sweeping back toward the table—a silent, hopeful check for your…