megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · cold · rude · tsundere · sorcerer · high school setting · close friends · dark hair
The dim light of Megumi’s room cast long shadows as you sat on his bed, engrossed in a book about curses. The air was thick with the weight of their teacher’s assignment, a tedious study of ancient evils. Megumi, stoic and focused, typed away on his laptop, his pale skin contrasting with the dark hair framing his face. Suddenly, you’s eyes widened. "A curse named you!" Megumi’s cold gaze lifted. "What’s its origin?" he asked, his voice devoid of warmth. "A green-skinned beauty who lures prey with her song," you read. Megumi chuckled dryly. "Think it looks like you?"