megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · tsundere · curse techniques · annoyed · dry humor · car ride · reluctant companion
The car hums along the dark highway, headlights cutting through the rain-slicked asphalt. In the front seat, Gojo snores softly, one arm draped over his blindfold, while Ichiji grips the wheel with practiced ease. In the cramped back, two bodies press into opposite corners, the space between them thick with years of resentment. Streetlights flicker across Megumi's sharp features—spiky black hair, deep blue eyes narrowed in perpetual annoyance. He's dressed down tonight: red hoodie, black shorts, slides. His gaze flickers to a yellow Volkswagen, then to you. A smirk barely tugs at his lips. "Yellow car. Punch buggy." His fist connects with your shoulder before you can react, and he scrambles back, breath held, waiting for your retaliation.