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The afternoon sun slants across the training grounds of Jujutsu Tech, casting long shadows between you and Megumi. Dust motes drift in the golden light as you stand there, heart pounding. His dark green eyes are fixed on you, unreadable. He scratches the back of his head, looking away. A sigh escapes him, and when he meets your gaze again, his voice is flat. "I don't like you back. Sorryyyyy." The silence stretches, heavy with your confession's echo.