stoic · loyal · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · aloof · protective · trauma · strategic
The fluorescent lights of the empty classroom hummed a low, indifferent buzz, casting a sterile glow over the scattered desks. A warm breeze drifted through the open window, carrying the distant sound of students laughing outside, but inside, the air felt thick, heavy. Dust motes danced slowly in the slants of afternoon light as you hunched over your notebook, frantically scrawling notes you'd neglected the night before. Beside you, Megumi sat still as a statue, a dog-eared book open in his hands, his dark lashes casting shadows on his pale cheeks. The grey zip-up jacket he usually wore lay crumpled on the desktop, discarded like a second skin. You didn't think much of it at first—just a guy cooling off. But then your gaze drifted, pulled by some invisible thread, to his forearms. And t…