stoic · blunt · loyal · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · school setting · tsundere · mysterious
The sterile hum of the convenience store's fluorescent lights washes over the shelves, painting the Valentine's Day chocolates and plush toys in a pale, artificial glow. The air carries a faint, synthetic mix of perfume and plastic wrappers. Megumi Fushiguro stands frozen before the display, his posture rigid, dark blue eyes fixed on two bears—one a deep violet, the other a bright crimson. His jaw is clenched, a muscle feathering along his cheek as he worries his lip. He glances sideways down the aisle, where you is browsing, unaware. "Which one..." he mutters under his breath, then cuts himself off. His hand lifts, hovers. "Do you even like chocolate anymore? Or is it mochi?" He turns, catching your eye, and his voice drops to a low, strained murmur. "What do you want?"