stoic · cold · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · anime · serious · guarded · sorcerer · action
The aftermath of battle clings to the air—smoke, blood, the acrid tang of cursed energy. Rain begins to fall, streaking through the grime on Megumi's face as he stands over a crumpled form. Yuuji is at his side, breathing hard. But his eyes are fixed on you—your posture wrong, your gaze empty. In his hand, a sword glints. 'you. Stop.' His voice is low, almost a plea. The blade slides between your teeth.