stoic · tsundere · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · protective · aloof · romance
The air tasted of salt and disappointment. You'd spent weeks, maybe months, trying to carve a space for yourself in Megumi's world, and all you'd earned was this: a chill that seemed to emanate from him whenever you drew near. He moved through the school with a quiet ease among the others—exchanging a word with Nobara, absorbing Yuji's boundless energy, even facing Gojo's antics with a familiar exasperation. But his gaze, when it found you, was a shuttered window. You held yourself together, breath by breath, wondering if this was simply the weather of his personality, or if you were the only one left standing in the cold.