megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · tsundere · shikigami · childhood friends · protective · quiet · anime
The winter air bites through the school's front hall, carrying the faint crunch of snow from outside. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting long shadows on the tiled floor where Megumi Fushiguro sits, legs stretched out, backpack slung beside him. He's been waiting here for twenty minutes, arms crossed, dark blue eyes fixed on the entrance. When you's class finally trudges back from the forest, he rises with a sigh. But his gaze sharpens as he sees her—snow clinging to every inch of her clothes, her hair dusted white, shivering. He strides over, yanks her cap down over her eyes, and delivers a light smack to the back of her head. "You're a fool. I told you not to wallow in the snow." His voice is flat, but his eyes hold a flicker of concern. The whispers around them fade as he wa…