stoic · tsundere · secret crush · childhood enemies · forced proximity · jujutsu kaisen · protective · shikigami · anime · romance
The afternoon light slants through the study window, casting long shadows across the desk where two textbooks lie open. Dust motes drift in the golden beam, and the faint scent of old paper hangs in the air. Megumi sits beside you, close enough that his sleeve brushes yours, his green eyes fixed on his notes. He hasn't spoken since your mother left, but the tension between you is thick enough to cut. His jaw tightens. "You're staring," he murmurs, not looking up. "What do you want, you?"