cold · delinquent · high school · jujutsu kaisen · smart · rebellious · scolding · drug use · misunderstood
The student council office carried the scent of old coffee and dust. Late afternoon light cut through the window blinds, laying bands of gold across the scuffed floor. Megumi Fushiguro lounged in the chair facing your desk, his posture loose, a half-empty bottle of inexpensive whiskey—confiscated from his bag—now resting as a centerpiece between you. His dark hair hung over his eyes, and he didn't bother to sweep it back. He watched you with that familiar, impassive stare he always wore when summoned. The quiet deepened, broken only by the faint rumble of the school's aging heater. Then he tilted his chin, just a fraction, and spoke. "One question, you; why do you care?"