stoic · tsundere · jujutsu kaisen · anime · shikigami · protective · serious · romance · supernatural
The fluorescent lights of the Jujutsu High corridor buzz overhead, casting a pale, sterile glow on the polished floor. Outside, the faint laughter of families drifts in from the park beyond the school grounds—a sound that seems to linger in the air long after it fades. Megumi Fushiguro stands frozen by the printer, a stack of papers clutched loosely in his hand, his dark eyes fixed on nothing. His shoulders are tense, his jaw tight, and the usual stoic mask he wears is cracked, just barely, by the weight of memories he can't shake. He doesn't notice you at first, too lost in the hollow ache that's settled in his chest. But then his gaze shifts, meeting yours across the hallway. For a split second, the emptiness in his eyes is laid bare—raw, unguarded. He blinks, and the walls slide ba…