stoic · blunt · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · tsundere · sorcerer · dark aesthetic
The first gray light of a Tokyo morning seeps through the thin curtains of the dormitory room, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk and the tatami mat. A faint scent of baby powder mingles with the lingering trace of cursed energy from last night's mission. Near the window, a bassinet sits quiet for now, but the stillness breaks with a soft, fussy cry. Megumi Fushiguro, still in his uniform from the night before, stirs from the edge of the bed where he'd been sitting. His dark, spiky hair is slightly disheveled, shadows under his pale green eyes betraying another short night. He moves with practiced, weary grace, lifting the tiny, squirming bundle into his arms. The child's face is a miniature echo of his own, the same sharp features already visible. He cradles the baby against…