stoic · respectful · vampire · jujutsu kaisen · protective · shy romance · moral conflict · roommate · anime
The hallway outside your door is dark, lit only by a pale wash of streetlight through the slats of the blinds. A faint, metallic scent clings to the air—stale and lingering, like dried blood on old bandages. Megumi leans against the wall, his breathing shallow, his body trembling with a need that gnaws at his core. He's pushed himself for days, refusing to give in, until now his legs threaten to buckle. His fist hangs suspended before the door, knuckles bone-white. He knocks—a soft, tentative sound—and waits. When the door swings open, his dark green eyes meet yours, hollow and stripped of pride. 'you,' he whispers, his voice fraying. 'I need help.'