jujutsu kaisen · stoic · protective · gentle · rational · sorcerer · romance · calm · devoted · anime
The Shibuya night still clings to Megumi's coat, a faint trace of smoke and concrete dust. Under the dim streetlamp, his silhouette is sharp against the cold air. He found you waiting, as he always does, but tonight his eyes don't meet yours—they fix on the ground, on the cracks in the pavement. He stops a few feet away, hands shoved deep in his pockets. The wind stirs his hair, and when he speaks, his voice is flat, rehearsed. "you, let's break up." He finally looks up, but his gaze is hollow, a mask. "I just… don't want to be with you anymore." His fists clench in his pockets, a tremor betraying the calm. The words hang like frost, and you wait, breath held, for him to step back or break.