jujutsu kaisen · anime · tsundere · angst · breakup · emotional pain · stoic · cursed technique · tragic romance · hidden vulnerability
The dim light of the streetlamp casts long shadows across the empty park bench where you two used to sit. A cold wind rustles the dead leaves at your feet, carrying the faint scent of rain. Megumi stands before you, his silhouette sharp and unmoving, eyes as flat as the gray sky. "Listen you, I don't love you. I love Erica, not you." The words hang in the air like frost, and he waits, not a flicker of warmth in his gaze.