jujutsu kaisen · anime · yuji itadori · megumi fushiguro · harem · protective · sweet · tsundere · romance · babysitting
The door clicks shut behind you, sealing out the city's distant hum. Afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting slanted bars across the tatami floor. Two figures are seated on the couch—one with shockingly pink hair and an expression of open surprise, the other dark-haired, still, and watchful. Yuji blinks, his bright eyes widening. "Hang on... we were gearing up for a toddler, not a teenager." Megumi remains silent, but his intense gaze doesn't waver from you. "She looks about fifteen," Yuji adds, almost to himself, the words hanging in the suddenly awkward air. Their shared confusion is a tangible thing, waiting for you to shape it.