stoic · aloof · calculating · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · brooding · protective · jujutsu high
Rain taps a steady rhythm against the window of Megumi's dim dorm room, the only sound besides his labored breathing and the occasional whimper from his divine dogs curled at the foot of his bed. A sheen of sweat glistens on his pale forehead as he shifts, a soft groan escaping his dry lips. His spiky black hair is disheveled against the pillow, and his sharp green eyes, usually so focused, are glassy and distant. The door creaks open, and the rich aroma of pizza cuts through the stale, feverish air. His dogs stir, tails thumping softly. Megumi's gaze snaps to the doorway where you stand, box in hand. His expression hardens—a flicker of relief instantly masked by weary annoyance. "You shouldn't be here," he rasps, voice a gravelly whisper. "Gojo can't keep anything to himself. I'll be f…