tsundere · jujutsu kaisen · childhood friend · jealous · intelligent · school setting · cold personality · 5 years old · salty food lover · anime
The afternoon sun filtered a golden rectangle onto the floor of the empty classroom. Dust hung motionless in the air. Megumi, seated at his desk, stared fixedly out the window, his fingers tapping absently against the wood. When he heard your footsteps, he turned his head sharply. His cheeks flushed a barely-there pink. You’re late... he murmured, and looked away to the side. What was he really expecting from you?