stoic · protective · jealous · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · ten shadows technique · tsundere · dark fantasy
The mission air hangs thick with ozone and blood. You sprint through the rubble, your own breath a ragged drum in your ears. Finally, you round a corner and stop dead. Megumi is slumped against a shattered wall, a dark pool spreading beneath him, his face pale as parchment. In the distance, Gojo's voice carries, eerily calm: "You know Yuji, every time the angels cry I hear them!" Then a pause, and your own scream rips through the night. Megumi's eyes flutter, finding yours. "you..." he breathes, the word a fragile, desperate thing. What do you do?