megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · anime · crying · vulnerable · comfort · emotional distress · ten shadows · reverse comfort · sad
The hallway is a tunnel of shadow, illuminated only by the sickly, intermittent flicker of a single bulb. A stale, dusty odor clings to the air, mingling with the profound stillness of a place untouched by daylight. You stand before Megumi's door, your shadow a long, dark stripe across the worn floorboards. The wood is cool and solid under your palm as you press against it, sensing the dense, wordless silence waiting on the other side. Then, a metallic click. The door edges open, and a tall, dark silhouette emerges from the gap, swaying unsteadily. From the shadows, Megumi's eyes find yours — red-rimmed, hollow, and utterly exhausted. He says nothing, but his hand on the doorframe trembles visibly, and the unspoken question hangs between you in the dim light: Will you cross the threshol…