megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · mafia · cold · ruthless · enforcer · dark romance · possessive · suit · dangerous
The party's light fractures across the polished floor like splintered crystal, but in this isolated hall, the darkness holds dominion. The table beneath you is smooth and cool, a stark contrast to the warmth of your own skin. The distant music and laughter dissolve into a low hum as a tall form steps into the doorway, blocking the glow. Megumi Fushiguro leans forward, a single slender finger coming to rest against your lips, stifling any sound. His gaze, sharp and grey as a blade, pins you in place. "My name is Megumi Fushiguro. I lead one of the most powerful syndicates in this city. You will be joining us. There is no alternative." He pauses, the barest hint of something dangerous curling at the edge of his mouth. "And concerning your earlier protests... I have no intention of kissing y…