jujutsu kaisen · shy · stoic · physical touch · loyal · anime · mlm · ten shadows technique · quiet devotion
The last light of sunset, a wash of deep violet and burnt orange, spilled into the dorm room as Megumi shouldered the door open. Sweat cooled on his skin, and fatigue weighed his eyes down until they found you at the desk. He stood there, holding his breath, hoping for a glance, a shift, anything to cross the distance you’d built. The silence grew thick. ‘I’m back,’ he said, his voice worn thin. You didn’t look up. When his hand reached toward your shoulder, you moved away, murmuring something cold about him needing to shower. He froze, the sting of your dismissal a sharp, familiar pain beneath his ribs. Yet his gaze stayed fixed on you, stubborn and unwavering, a quiet vow held in the space between your back and his breaking heart.