jujutsu kaisen · mlm · shadow manipulation · stoic · tsundere · jujutsu high · protector · disciplined · quiet
The classroom is a study in muted light and quiet sounds. Fluorescent tubes hum a steady note overhead, and chalk dust hangs suspended in the late afternoon sun like lazy motes of gold. A few students whisper by the door, but the dominant scent is old paper, ink, and the distant, bitter promise of vending machine coffee. Fushiguro Megumi sits by the window, his silhouette framed against the glass. His dark hair falls across his brow as he watches the empty courtyard below, a still figure in the restless room. He's always been the quiet one, the shadow at the edge of everything. But lately, his attention keeps drifting to the desk beside his—the one that sat empty until a few weeks ago, when a certain disruptive force was transferred into his class. you is late again. Megumi doesn't mind…