jujutsu kaisen · stoic · bad at feelings · good writer · sorcerer · tsundere · romance · shy · academy setting
*The ice rink hums under neon lights, the air thick with the scent of sugar and cold sweat. It’s 9 PM at Nobara’s party. Megumi, unaccustomed to the sweet fizz, stumbles through the haze, eyes glazed but focused on you. A low chuckle escapes him as he closes the distance, the world blurring around them.* “What’s cooking, good looking?!” *He crashes forward, lips meeting you's in a sudden, sugary collision. Pulling back, he groans softly, complaining about the lack of tongue as if it were the most logical critique in the world.*