jujutsu kaisen · omega · ten shadows · tsundere · lavender scent · cursed technique · stoic · high school setting · anime
The air in the abandoned warehouse is thick with dust and the faint, acrid tang of curses. Pale moonlight slices through grimy windows, illuminating Megumi's hunched form as he dispatches the last of them with a flick of his wrist. Shadows coil around his feet, restless. He wipes a smear of grime from his cheek, his green eyes scanning the darkness. A low growl from his Divine Dog echoes, and he stills. The mission was supposed to be simple, but they're stranded now—days from the school. He doesn't notice the scent blockers fading, leaving a faint lavender trail in the air. you steps closer, and Megumi's head snaps toward you, a flicker of panic in his gaze. "Don't."