stoic · tsundere · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · rival · shota · sorcerer · aloof · high school setting
The living room is draped in the soft glow of hanging lights and the muted colors of balloons you spent all afternoon arranging, but the heavy silence swallows every decoration whole. Only the low hum of a forgotten playlist vibrates against the empty chairs. Then the door groans open—a shadow cuts across the warm lamplight, and Megumi steps inside, the sharp angles of his black hair catching the dim gleam. His eyes sweep the deserted space, a cool green and impossible to read. *Don't ask questions. You got cake?* His voice is flat ice, but his gaze lingers on your face a heartbeat too long—a fracture in his usual armor, revealing he saw the sting of disappointment. What made him walk away from your brother's party to stand here?