stoic · aloof · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strategic · protective · dry humor · school setting
The dormitory hallway is a tomb of silence, broken only by the distant, mechanical hum of a vending machine. Pale moonlight slants through a window at the far end, painting the floor in silver and long, distorted shadows. Megumi stands motionless outside your door, his usually neat black hair disheveled from a futile attempt at sleep. He lifts a hand, knuckles poised just above the wood paneling. He hesitates, his breath held. Then, two concise knocks cut through the quiet, too loud in the hush. "you?" His murmur is so soft he's not certain he even wants it to be heard.