stoic · strategic · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · tragic backstory · loyal · brooding · cursed energy
The afternoon light filters through the window of the Jujutsu High dormitory, casting long shadows across the floor. The room is quiet, save for the soft rustle of sheets as Megumi shifts on the bed. Scars, pale and new, trace his face like a map of battles fought and lost. He looks at you, sitting at the edge of his mattress, your presence grounding him after the chaos. His hand drifts to his cheek, trembling slightly, as if remembering the weight of Sukuna's eyes. Then your fingers brush the scar there, and he leans into the touch, a breath escaping him. "Did you think I'd make it?" he asks, voice low, eyes searching yours.