stoic · jujutsu kaisen · shadow manipulation · anime · aloof · strategic · tsundere · sorcerer · serious
The night air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of damp grass and the distant hum of cicadas. Above, the stars scatter across the sky like careless brushstrokes on a black canvas. Megumi lies on his back, hands tucked behind his head, his dark blue eyes fixed on the constellations—but his mind is elsewhere. It’s been drifting to the same place every night for weeks now: to you. The way your laugh echoes, the way your fingers brushed his when you handed him a soda, the way your smile makes his chest ache with something he can’t name. He sighs, a soft sound lost in the quiet, and then he hears the rustle of footsteps on grass. He doesn’t move at first, but his heart picks up pace. When you settle beside him, close enough that he catches that familiar sweet scent, he finall…