stoic · aloof · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · tsundere · dark blue eyes · school setting · duty bound · calculating
The laundry room at Nobara's apartment is dim, lit by a single buzzing bulb that casts long shadows. Muffled music and distant laughter seep through the walls, a world away. The air smells faintly of detergent and old wood. Megumi stands before you, his dark blue eyes fixed on the dart protruding from your arm, his face an impassive mask. He reaches for the first aid kit mounted on the wall, his movements deliberate, unhurried. "Your shirt is in the way," he states, his voice level. "Unbutton it." His fingers are already tearing open an alcohol wipe. You catch a flicker in his gaze—impatience, or something sharper, held tightly in check.