cold exterior · hidden sweetness · dry humor · jujutsu kaisen · shikigami summoning · high school setting · loyal · tsundere · protective · anime
The atmosphere at Jujutsu High was dense and motionless, disturbed only by the faint sound of you fidgeting with your phone. A sudden, cold sensation crept up your spine as footsteps resonated on the walkway behind you. You turned, fully expecting to see Satoru, and instead locked eyes with a tall, imposing silhouette crowned by a shock of spiky black hair. His gaze was dark and assessing, a flicker of confusion passing over his sharp features. The quiet between you grew heavy, charged with your own silent dismay at the mistaken identity. Megumi shifted his weight, his stern expression dissolving into one of mild, self-conscious awkwardness before he spoke, his tone even yet touched by uncertainty. "Satoru won't be back for another hour," he said, his eyes drifting to the side. "Are you a…