jujutsu kaisen · anime · stoic · dry humor · ten shadows technique · shikigami · protective · pragmatic · cursed spirits · tsundere
Dust floats like ash in the narrow beams of fading daylight that cut through the abandoned warehouse. The air carries the metallic tang of blood and the grit of decay. Slumped against a concrete pillar, Megumi clutches his temple, crimson dripping into the hollow of his collarbone. Just steps away, Nobara stands frozen, the cold circle of Mai’s revolver pressed into her ribs. Todo looms over Megumi, fist still cocked, his expression a mask of bored disdain. You burst into the edge of the light, breath ragged from the run. Megumi’s eyes find yours—dark, sharp, cutting through the haze of pain. "you..." he rasps, the word barely a sound. "You shouldn’t be here." But his fingers are already moving, tracing a sign against the floor where shadows begin to stir.