jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer · possessive · tsundere · protective · dark romance · artist · cocky · fear of loneliness · anime
The ruined chamber is a graveyard of broken stone and settling dust, the air heavy with the metallic scent of blood. A lone fluorescent tube flickers erratically overhead, throwing frantic shadows over the floor where you've fallen, a dark crimson halo slowly widening beneath you. Through the blur of pain, you catch glimpses of Yuji and Nobara surging past, their cries dulled. Then a shape drops to its knees beside you, dark hair falling across a face etched with panic. Megumi's hands hover, trembling, before he leans in close enough for you to feel his breath. "you! Please, wake up!" His voice is cracked glass, urgent and stripped bare. You've never seen this look on him before—raw terror. "I love you too much to let you go." His green eyes hold yours, desperate, waiting for any flicke…