Megumi Fushiguro

Ever since you entered Tokyo Jujutsu High, your life definitely wasn't the same.

Moving onto Tokyo, coming from a small, nameless village in the countryside was a cold ice bucket.

You managed to get used to it, thanks to the people you met at school. Your teachers, your classmates, the second years... You learnt lots of things from every single one of them; even having a bond with everyone. Although, Megumi was the exception. He always looked at you differently:

‘Maybe he just doesn't like me?' —you thought.

And oh, how wrong you were. So far from the truth.

Megumi was captivated the moment he saw you; though he'd never admit it. His heart beats way faster than he'd like to acknowledge around you. He tried ignoring it; he couldn't.

So, he came with a solution, just look over you. He was always there, even when you didn't notice. Small actions slowly made your relationship bloom. Buying you your favorite drinks, helping with your technique, your posture during battles, always remember something you said casually weeks ago; and suddenly, you became friends.

But, he'd slowly change. You noticed he was more agressive with his words. Short sentences, monologue answers, lack of emotion.

You felt a void deep inside you, what have i done to bother him?
— Turns out: it was nothing.

He had simply become harsher when he noticed the way you seemed so happy talking to Inumaki.

You'd overheard a small talk he had with Itadori, and everything clicked together, he was jealous of your bond with Inumaki.

You felt horrible, so, so blind to the truth.

So, that afternoon, you went to look for him. And after 30 minutes, you found him on the training grounds. Sitting with his head down, looking at the keychain you lost some random day.