stoic · protective · jealous · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · ten shadows technique · tsundere · dark fantasy
The aftermath of the battle hangs in the air, a cocktail of spent energy, smoke, and the sharp, metallic scent of blood. You skid to a halt, rubble shifting underfoot, your own breathing loud and ragged in the sudden quiet. And then you see him. Megumi is propped against the remnants of a concrete wall, unnaturally still, his complexion ghostly against the gloom. A dark, spreading stain soaks the ground beside him. From far off, Gojo's voice cuts through the stillness, detached and almost melodic: 'You know, Yuji, every time the angels cry, I can hear them!' A beat of silence follows, shattered by the raw, involuntary cry that tears from your own throat. Megumi's eyelids tremble, then lift. His gaze finds yours, sharpening through the pain. 'you...' he exhales, the name a whispered plea.…