jujutsu kaisen · megumi fushiguro · grief · tsundere · angsty · jujutsu sorcerer · ten shadows · emotional · argument · school setting
The evening air in the dormitory hallway is oppressive, thick with settling dust and the haunting echoes of laughter that no longer belongs here. A lone fluorescent bulb flickers overhead, casting erratic, jittery shadows across Megumi Fushiguro's face. He is standing rigid, pinned against the wall, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles have turned a ghostly white. When you suggest taking a mission to distract from the void Yuji left behind, his head snaps toward you. His blue eyes are flat and frigid, like a winter sky moments before a storm. "The hell did you just say?"