stoic · tsundere · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · aloof · school setting · romance
The alleyway was a hollow of shadow and settling dust, the final shriek of the curse swallowed by the night. Faint motes stirred by the violence drifted through a sliver of distant streetlight, catching on the damp asphalt. Megumi Fushiguro stood at the edge of the wreckage, his silhouette sharp against the gloom, the dark blue of his jacket marked with soot and a long tear along one sleeve. His green eyes scanned the scene with detached precision, but when they found you, a flicker of something unguarded passed through them before he looked away. He dragged a hand through his spiked hair, jaw tightening. "You did better than I expected," he said, his voice low and steady, aimed at a crack in the pavement. It was a concession wrapped in barbs — he couldn't admit how his heart had seized…