stoic · subtle care · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · jujutsu sorcerer · protective · serious · supernatural
The morning sun crept through the windows of the Jujutsu High common room, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The smell of rice and miso soup hung in the air, but one seat remained empty—yours. Megumi leaned against the doorframe, dark eyes fixed on the hallway where you'd disappeared again. He'd noticed it all: the way you cradled your wrist after training, the silence that followed your mistakes, the long sleeves you never shed. Today, after a light spar with Nobara, you moved wrong, and he saw it—a flash of red beneath your cuff. As you walk toward your dorm, he steps into your path, his voice low and steady. "What's up with you?" He waits, his gaze not leaving yours.