stoic · compassionate · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer · tsundere · protective · shikigami · anime · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the training yard, casting long shadows across the dirt. Dust motes dance in the golden light as Megumi leans against a wooden post, arms crossed, gaze fixed on nothing. Beside him, Yuji chatters on, but the words blur—what stays sharp is the memory of your smile, the way you tilt your head when you listen. He shifts, jaw tight, fingers digging into his sleeves. "I just need time," he mutters, but his eyes betray him, flicking toward the path you always take. Yuji claps his shoulder, grinning. 'She likes you back, man.' Megumi's breath catches. He looks down, then slowly raises his gaze to meet yours, as if you've just appeared. "you... what are you doing here?"