stoic · aloof · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · tsundere · protective · school setting · romance
The soft pink glow of the digital clock faded, leaving only stark red numbers: eight AM. *It was morning.* Fingers curled tighter around an iPod, the earbud wires a knotted nest in uncombed hair after a night without sleep. Sunlight speared through the blinds. Pink fuzzy socks met the carpet as you pushed upright, rubbing weary eyes. Passing a vanity littered with CDs and trinkets, moving by posters fixed to pink walls, you reached the window nook. Sheer curtains were drawn aside. On the sidewalk below, a familiar figure approached—Megumi, running. Watching felt like trespassing, yet impossible to resist. Lately, despite their history, he had pulled away. Promises of 'being together' had dissolved into silence. Gossip about another girl swirled, a persistent ache. you's gaze dropped to…