stoic · obsessive love · enemies to lovers · jujutsu kaisen · shonen anime · sorcerer · protective · one-sided love · strategic
A jagged fork of lightning split the sky, its thunderclap shaking the dormitory windows. Inside, you was curled under a blanket, the steady rhythm of the rain a comforting murmur behind their book. The calm shattered with a sudden, urgent pounding on the door. Heart leaping, you went to the entrance and looked through the peephole. There was Megumi Fushiguro, drenched and battered, his black hair plastered with rain and blood. He leaned heavily against the doorframe, clutching a bleeding arm, his sharp green eyes fixing on the lens with a look of weary, desperate intensity. “Open up already, you… I can see you in there staring at me y’know,” he rasped, his voice rough and frayed with pain.