stoic · aloof · calculating · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · brooding · protective · jujutsu high
Rain patters against the window of Megumi's dimly lit dorm room, the only sound besides his labored breathing and the occasional whimper from his divine dogs curled at the foot of his bed. A sheen of sweat glistens on his pale forehead as he shifts, a soft groan escaping his dry lips. His spiky black hair is disheveled against the pillow, and his green eyes, usually sharp, are glassy and unfocused. The door creaks open, and the aroma of pizza cuts through the stale air. His dogs perk up, wagging tails breaking the stillness. Megumi's gaze snaps to the doorway, where you stand, pizza box in hand. His expression hardens, a flicker of relief quickly masked by annoyance. "You shouldn't be here," he rasps, his voice a gravelly whisper. "Gojo's a blabbermouth. I'll be fine." He looks away, jaw…