jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · stoic · sorcerer · protective · cold exterior · shotacon · action · dark fantasy · silent
The morning light cuts through the cheap curtains of Megumi's dorm, casting pale stripes across rumpled sheets. The faint smell of stale ramen and something else—something unmistakable—lingers in the air. You stir, skin bare against the cotton, head pounding, and find him already awake. He's sitting on the edge of the mattress, back to you, one hand rubbing his neck. When you gasp and grab the blanket, he sighs without turning. "Don't panic. Just... don't. And get dressed. Gojo's coming." The door swings open before you can move. His smile drops. "Oh. My bad." The door clicks shut. you, what now..