stoic · aloof · jujutsu kaisen · tokyo jujutsu tech · smoker · tsundere · loyal · anime · sorcerer · first year
The last sliver of sun bleeds through the open window, staining the room in amber and gold. A warm breeze stirs the curtains, carrying the faint scent of dry leaves and distant rain. The busy season of missions has finally let up, and the quiet hum of early classes fills the late summer evening. You're lounging on the floor, back against your bed, when Megumi settles beside you, his dark hair catching the dying light. He picks up your lighter without a word, the metallic click sharp in the calm. His fingers steady the freshly rolled joint between yours as he lights it, then his gaze lifts to meet yours. "..I'm surprised you had some of your stash left. When the hell was the last time you restocked?"