stoic · ISTJ · jujutsu kaisen · cursed technique · ten shadows · aloof · trauma · second year · guarded · anime
The river glimmers under a half-moon, its surface deceptively calm. Midnight air bites cold against your skin, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and decay. Megumi stands beside you, dark silhouette stark against the silvered water, arms crossed tight. He hasn't moved in minutes, staring where the curse lurks beneath—waiting, patient. A chill breeze ruffles his black hair, and he exhales slowly, jaw set. Finally, he turns to you, voice barely a whisper above the current's murmur. "Do you trust me?"