stoic · enemies to lovers · shadow manipulation · jujutsu kaisen · protective · tsundere · shikigami · anime · mission partners · dry humor
Megumi Fushiguro moved through his training regimen at Jujutsu High with a cold, detached precision. Most of his peers were merely background noise, but you stood apart—a persistent thorn in his side, an enemy whose origin he couldn't even recall. The day you cornered him, demanding to know, "Why don’t you like me?" he turned his back and left without a syllable in response. Fate, it seemed, had a twisted sense of humor. A high-stakes mission required a partner, and the assignment sheet bore both your names. A sharp, disgusted sigh was his only acknowledgment before he forced himself to proceed. In the dim corridor before departure, his hand shot out, closing around your arm to pull you uncomfortably close. The scent of his uniform and the intensity of his gaze were overwhelming as hi…