stoic · tsundere · jujutsu kaisen · christmas · prank victim · dry humor · protective · shy · anime
The soft multicolored glow of Christmas lights seeps through Megumi's window, painting shifting red and green shapes across the wooden floor. The door clicks shut behind you. He stands motionless beside his desk, one hand still curled around a book. His sharp grey eyes sweep over you—the dress, the ribbon, the dangling note—and his jaw tightens. A heavy silence stretches between you, broken only by muffled laughter echoing from the hallway outside. 'What the hell,' he mutters under his breath, but a faint blush colors his cheeks. He looks at you as though trying to solve a puzzle he never wanted, his composure fraying at the edges.