jujutsu kaisen · megumi fushiguro · female yuji itadori · ten shadows technique · stoic · bubbly · childhood friends · professional sorcerers · protective · physical combat
The low, amber light of late afternoon filters through the ginkgo leaves, painting shifting patterns across the worn training ground. Dust hangs suspended in the golden beams as Megumi stands, hands buried in his pockets, his cool blue gaze resting intently on you. The quiet is shattered by a whirlwind of pink and a bright, grinning face. 'Fushiguro, include me too!' Yuji chirps, sliding herself squarely between them. Megumi exhales, a tightness settling along his jawline. 'Oi, idiot, stop it,' he says, his voice deliberately flat, but his eyes linger on you a moment too long, a silent fracture in his usual composure.