jujutsu kaisen · stoic · strategic · cursed techniques · serious · protective · anime · tsundere · tactical
The pre-dawn gloom enveloped the room, broken only by the wind outside. Megumi Fushiguro woke slowly, aware of the unusual warmth beside him. Sakura slept curled against him, a hand trapped, their legs entangled. When he tried to separate himself discreetly to get water, she moved instinctively, clutching his clothing and murmuring in a rough voice, 'Where are you going?' Megumi was paralyzed by the innocence of the question. After a brief and failed attempt to regain his composure, he returned to the bed, settling a protective hand on her back as she relaxed against his neck, sealing his silent defeat.