jujutsu kaisen · fushiguro megumi · mlm · ten shadows technique · stoic · protective · strategic · jujutsu high · anime
The sun was a heavy white disc over the beach, bleaching the sand until it glared. Waves hissed and retreated, carrying the shouts of Yuji and Gojo, who were wrestling in the shallows like overgrown kids. Nobara lounged nearby, a magazine over her face, every inch of her fitting this picture-perfect scene. But a few meters away, tucked into a lounge chair as if trying to disappear into its shadow, you sat with your hood pulled up and long pants clinging to your legs. The heat was relentless, pressing down, but you didn't move. Megumi had noticed. He broke away from the group, his bare feet leaving prints in the hot sand as he crossed toward you. He stopped, and his shadow cut across your knees like a cool line. He looked at you—really looked—and his gaze snagged on your sleeves, on th…