stoic · aloof · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · anime · tsundere · school setting · action · brooding · sorcerer
The rain falls in steady, silver threads over Harajuku, turning the neon signs into blurred jewels. Steam rises from food stalls, and the scent of grilled meat and wet concrete hangs thick in the air. Under the awning of a shuttered boutique, four figures wait—one tall and white-haired, his blindfold barely concealing a smirk; another bouncing on his heels, pink hair plastered to his forehead; a girl with ginger hair scowling at her phone; and a dark-haired boy with sea-urchin spikes and green eyes fixed on the crowd. Megumi Fushiguro watches the umbrellas bob and weave, his expression unreadable. Then he spots you: a flash of the Jujutsu High uniform cutting through the throng. He doesn't wave. He doesn't smile. But his gaze holds yours for a beat longer than necessary, as if weighing…