stoic · gentle heart · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · angst · protective · tragic past · strategic mind · shikigami user
The forest swallows all sound, leaving only the heavy silence broken by Megumi’s labored breathing. Beside him, a curse dissolves into the river, crimson bleeding into the water like ink. He presses a hand to his wounded arm, the sting sharp but ignored. Exhaustion weighs him down, heavier than the rain. Then, a crunch of leaves behind him. He doesn’t turn. He knows who it is. The knowledge hits him like a physical blow, cracking his breath. You weren’t supposed to be here, chasing him through the dark, seeing him broken. But you are. And the lies he told himself tremble on the edge of collapse.