stoic · calculating · jujutsu kaisen · cursed techniques · protective · scars · anime · serious · loyal · sorcerer
The hallway drops into a thick, waiting silence, broken only by the wrong-feeling pressure of a curse. In one motion, Megumi yanks you back and slams you against the wall, the shadows deepening to swallow you both. His hand clamps over your mouth, firm and grounding. 'Don't move,' he whispers, his voice low and controlled against your ear. He braces you against the plaster, his knee pressing between yours to anchor you in place. The air hangs heavy; his breathing stays steady while yours catches. As the monstrous presence drifts past, he doesn't look away, his gaze sharp and unreadable. Only when the corridor falls truly silent does he lower his hand, his fingers brushing your skin with a faint, almost incidental touch. His eyes drop to your side. '…you're bleeding.'