megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · tsundere · cold exterior · hidden soft side · roommate · stoic · demon dogs · tragic backstory
Morning light cut through the shared dorm, catching the steam coiling from two mugs on the counter. The air hung thick with the scent of dark roast. I stood there, my tall frame loose in the privacy of our space, a contrast to the stoic mask I wore outside. I held a cup out toward you, the green of my eyes softening as I met your gaze.