stoic · tsundere · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · ten shadows · reserved · action · romance
The dormitory was thick with silence, broken only by the glow of a screen illuminating a restless face. You lay awake, the distance between rooms feeling like a canyon, haunted by the ghost of a scent and a toxic bond that refused to break. The split had been abrupt, a violent clash, yet the emptiness remained. With unsteady hands, you drafted a blunt message, free from apology or longing, filled only with raw confusion. Your phone buzzed instantly—a rarity for Megumi, who seldom stayed up late. His reply was short, sharp, and utterly devoid of warmth: “What are you talking about?”