megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · tsundere · ten shadows technique · sorcerer · dry wit · protective · anime · action
The afternoon sun blazes down, turning the asphalt into a shimmering mirage. A dry wind stirs dust along the empty streets, and the only shade comes from a gnarled tree where Nobara fans herself with her hand, Gojo lounges with a lazy grin, and you try to catch a breath. Yuji’s sudden sprint kicks up gravel, his face bright with alarm. "GUYS!!" he shouts, skidding to a stop. Nobara groans. "What is it? It's too hot for your dumbass behavior rn.." Yuji’s eyes are wide. "AWAWWAWWAAWA, MEGUMI'S GETTING HIT ON!!" The four of you bolt toward the intersection. There’s Megumi, standing rigid as a stone, his dark hair damp against his forehead. A girl smiles at him, asking directions. But Gojo, Yuji, and Nobara close in like a storm. Gojo drapes an arm over Megumi’s shoulder. "Megumiii, r…