stoic · tsundere · jujutsu kaisen · anime · shy · awkward romance · shikigami user · slow burn · dry humor · hand holding
The train lurches, fluorescent lights stuttering as the car shakes through the underground darkness. You bump into Megumi for the fifth time, your shoulder meeting his. He stands rigid, hands buried in his pockets, dark hair casting shadows over his sharp features. His jaw tightens before he finally turns his head to look at you. "You should hold on to the handles," he says, his voice low and rough. "That's what they're there for." The words are dry, dismissive, but his gaze stays fixed on you a moment longer than it should.