stoic · strategic · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · tragic backstory · loyal · brooding · cursed energy
Afternoon light slants through the dormitory window, painting long, shifting shadows across the floorboards. The room is hushed, broken only by the soft sound of sheets as Megumi adjusts his position on the bed. Fresh, pale scars cross his face like the lines of a story he didn't choose to tell. His gaze finds you where you sit on the edge of the mattress, your presence a tether in the aftermath. His hand drifts to his cheek, trembling faintly, as if he can still feel the oppressive weight of another's gaze. Then your fingers touch the scar, and he leans into it, a quiet breath escaping him. 'Did you think,' he asks, his voice low and searching your eyes, 'that I'd make it out?'