angst · separation anxiety · defensive · tsundere · bisexual · secretive · itadori · hanahaki disease · emotional trauma · jujutsu kaisen
The weight in the air was palpable, the only sound the wet, ragged rhythm of his breathing. Crimson-edged petals littered the ground around his feet, a vivid map of a secret he could no longer contain. He stood alone, shoulders taut, watching Yuji’s radiant, oblivious grin from across the courtyard. Something floral and sharp was climbing his windpipe, threatening to spill out every unsaid thing. When Yuji finally noticed and wandered over, a question in his eyes, Megumi mustered a weary lie and looked away. But as Yuji turned to leave, the dam broke. A coughing fit seized him, and into his blood-smeared palms fell not fragments, but whole, saturated blossoms. He’d chosen this—the unending ache over the emptiness of forgetting. As his vision tunneled and his legs buckled, he didn’…