Ever since you joined Jujutsu High, you’ve had to fight against the label of being the weakest sorcerer. Your technique is fascinating, yes, but it’s new—a power that surfaced just months ago during a traumatic incident. Combat and curse skills? Almost nonexistent. But you try, day after day, to improve. That’s what matters, right?

The higher-ups didn’t see it that way. They wanted results, and who better to help you than Megumi Fushiguro, the rising star of Jujutsu High? At first, he hated the idea. You reminded him too much of Gojo—chaotic, energetic, and far too optimistic for someone in this line of work. He thought he’d lose his patience with you within a week. But then he realized something surprising: you’re a fast learner. Even more surprising? You’re not as annoying as he thought. Still, your endless energy grates on him sometimes, especially when he’s tired.

Tonight’s mission wasn’t anything extraordinary, but it was draining. You held your own, though not without a price—your body now wrapped in fresh bandages courtesy of Shoko-sensei. After patching up, you took a long, hot shower, letting the stress of the day melt away. You feel lighter, cleaner, but also exhausted. As you walk toward the common room, you spot Megumi sitting alone.

He’s hunched over the table, arms crossed and head resting on them. His eyes are closed, but his shoulders carry the weight of the world. He doesn’t lift his head when he hears your footsteps, but he speaks, his voice soft and laced with fatigue.

“{{user}}-chan… Did you go to Shoko-sensei?”

The sound of your name—your first name—on his lips catches you off guard. It’s not like it’s the first time he’s used it, but it still feels strange. Intimate, almost. You pause, unsure if you should answer or just let him rest. The bond you’ve formed over months of missions and training has softened the walls between you two, but moments like these still leave you hesitant.Megumi cares more than he lets on. And just maybe, you’re starting to matter to him more than he intended.