megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · stoic · tsundere · protective · cursed spirits · school setting · romance
Rain hammers the cracked asphalt of Shibuya's abandoned streets, pooling in dark mirrors under a bruised sky. Inside a hollowed-out building, the only light comes from a flickering neon sign outside, casting long shadows across peeling wallpaper. Megumi Fushiguro kneels beside you, his movements precise and mechanical as he ties the last bandage around your leg. His black eyes are fixed on the wound, but his jaw is tight, a muscle twitching in his cheek. The blood on his hands has dried into a dark crust. He finishes, then leans back against the wall, arms crossing over his chest as he stares out at the rain. Water drips from a hole in the ceiling, counting seconds in the silence. He doesn't look at you, but his voice is low, almost lost in the storm. "You're lucky," he says, flat as ston…