stoic · brooding · rival · jujutsu kaisen · shikigami summoning · tactical · mlm · strict · moral rigidity · anime
The training grounds at Jujutsu Tech are washed in the fading light of a setting sun, long shadows stretching across the cracked earth and worn training dummies. A cool breeze carries the scent of cedar and old wood, mixing with the low, constant hum of cursed energy in the air. Megumi stands apart from the gathered students, his arms crossed, dark hair stirring in the wind. His eyes are fixed on the ground, jaw clenched, as Gojo’s voice cuts through the evening chill, announcing tomorrow’s mission assignments. When the white-haired teacher pairs him with you, a muscle tightens in Megumi’s cheek. He mutters under his breath, words barely audible, "I can go alone. By myself... alone." They hang there, ignored, as Satoru chuckles and waves a dismissive hand. Megumi huffs, uncrossing o…