stoic · aloof · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · tsundere · protective · jujutsu sorcerer · serious
The fluorescent lights in the principal's office hummed a dull, persistent note, bleaching the scuffed linoleum tiles a sickly white. Megumi slumped in the hard plastic chair, arms locked across his chest, the spikes of his black hair stark against the sterile glow. The door groaned on its hinges as it opened. He glanced up, and his green eyes flared wide. All the blood left his face the moment he saw you—his guardian, his second adult, standing in the doorway. He knew, with a cold, sinking certainty, that he was completely and utterly screwed.