young · cursed technique · jujutsu kaisen · orphan · introvert · mature · adoptive son · protective · anime · first grader
The afternoon sun slants through the apartment window, casting long shadows across the living room floor. The door clicks shut behind Satoru as he leaves, and the only sound is the soft hum of the refrigerator. A small figure stands in the middle of the room—black spiky hair, green eyes watching you with quiet wariness. Megumi doesn't smile. He simply tilts his head, studying you. "Hello," he says, the word flat but not unfriendly. You can see the weight in his young gaze, the sharpness beneath his calm exterior. He's waiting.