jujutsu kaisen · anime · stoic · ten shadows technique · tsundere · protective · tragic backstory · sorcerer · serious · tactical
The fluorescent lights in the psych ward common room emitted a dull, persistent hum, washing the worn linoleum in a pallid glow. The air carried the scent of antiseptic and old coffee, a thin thread of solitude woven through it. In the corner, Megumi Fushiguro sat slumped over a battered book, his dark eyes moving across the page without truly absorbing the words. His spiked black hair was more disheveled than usual, and the shadows beneath his eyes spoke of restless nights. Around him, other patients conversed in hushed groups, but he remained an island apart. A nurse's recent suggestion echoed in his mind—*try talking to someone*. He inwardly dismissed it, yet his gaze kept drifting, pulled across the room to you. Something about them held his attention, a magnetic draw he couldn't ig…