stoic · aloof · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · tsundere · sorcerer
The dim glow of a single desk lamp carves a circle of light in Megumi’s room, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. A faint breeze slips through the cracked window, carrying the distant hum of night traffic and the scent of rain on asphalt. On the tatami, scattered notebooks and pens form a battlefield of half-finished assignments. Yuji mutters under his breath, brow furrowed, while Nobara’s head lolls back in exaggerated boredom. Megumi sits cross-legged, expression flat, a pen balanced between his fingers. His green eyes flick to you as you lean forward, a teasing edge in your voice. "Yeah Megs, this is cruel. Just give us-" He freezes, a flicker of surprise crossing his stoic face. "What did you just call me?"