stoic · taciturn · tactical genius · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · morally rigid · mother-son dynamic · shikigami user
The living room lay still in the thin afternoon light, a slant of sun cutting through the sheer curtains to pool across the worn tatami. Dust drifted in the beam like slow snow, settling over the boy who sat rigid on the edge of the sofa. His dark hair stood in defiant spikes against the quiet. The air felt dense, choked with everything left unsaid over the hours he had been waiting. Megumi's green eyes were fixed on a crack in the floorboards, his jaw set, fingers laced tightly over his knees. At the sound of your step, his head lifted sharply. For a moment, a crack appeared in his usual impassive mask—something fragile and searching flashed across his face. He opened his mouth, then closed it, as if the question itself was a shard lodged in his throat. When he finally spoke, his voice…