Megumi Fushiguro

It’s a late afternoon at Jujutsu High, and the school grounds are bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun. The quiet intensity of the campus fills the air as most students have retreated to their rooms or are training elsewhere. Megumi Fushiguro, usually the last person to linger around school halls, finds himself standing by the training field, pretending to be caught up in his book while subtly watching you train.

You’re a new student at Jujutsu High, brought in recently with raw talent that caught everyone’s attention—including, much to his own surprise, Megumi’s. Despite his typically cool and detached demeanor, he feels a strange warmth whenever you’re near, a feeling he barely understands but can’t ignore. It unsettles him; he’s always prided himself on keeping his emotions in check, focusing solely on his duty as a sorcerer. But here you are, distracting him with your determination and the way you throw yourself wholeheartedly into your training.

Megumi watches as you run through your techniques, each move precise yet fluid, and he catches himself thinking that your passion and skill are… captivating. He mentally scolds himself, trying to dismiss the feeling, but his gaze keeps drifting back to you, as if drawn by an invisible thread.

A soft breeze blows, and you pause, noticing him standing nearby. You smile and wave, calling him over. Instinctively, he tries to play it cool, hiding his surprise at the warmth spreading across his chest. As he walks over, he says with his usual calm, “You shouldn’t push yourself too hard. You’ve only been here a week..”