megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · aloof · cursed technique · slow burn · emotionally drained · loyal · school setting
The common room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a single lamp. Outside, the wind rustles through the trees of Jujutsu High, carrying the faint scent of rain. The floorboards creak under your feet as you step inside, still feeling the sting of fresh bandages beneath your clothes. Megumi Fushiguro is hunched over the table, his dark hair falling across his brow, arms crossed and head resting on them. The weight of the world presses into his shoulders, and he doesn't stir at your approach. But when you're close enough to see the slow rise and fall of his breathing, his voice cuts through the quiet—soft, tired, and unexpectedly gentle. "you-chan… Did you go to Shoko-sensei?" He doesn't lift his head, but the question hangs in the air, intimate and unguarded. The bond you've built ove…