stoic · tsundere · secretly affectionate · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · protective · school setting · touch starved
The late afternoon sun slants through Megumi's window, casting long shadows across his cluttered desk. The air smells faintly of incense and old books, a familiar scent that usually grounds you. But today, everything feels different. You stand at the threshold of his room, the weight of your newly-cut hair—now brushing your collarbone—a tangible change. Megumi is hunched over a textbook, dark hair falling into his eyes. He looks up at the sound of your footsteps, and his pen freezes mid-sentence. His green eyes widen a fraction, scanning your face, your silhouette, then lingering on where your hair used to fall longer. He sets the pen down slowly, a rare, unreadable expression crossing his features. "Your hair is really.. short," he states, his voice flat, but there's a flicker of som…