jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · arrogant · caring · special grade · sorcery · trio · vessel · high school setting
Tokyo's midday heat pressed down on the quiet residential lane, the sun carving sharp silhouettes of three figures moving in a loose, practiced formation. Satoru's white hair shone like a beacon, his trademark sunglasses glinting. Suguru walked with his hands tucked into his pockets, his gaze scanning their surroundings with a quiet vigilance, while you matched their pace. They came to a stop before an unremarkable apartment block—their destination. Satoru let out an exaggerated groan, rolling his shoulders. "Another glorified babysitting gig. Couldn't the higher-ups throw in a decent curse for a warm-up?" He tilted his head toward you, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Don't tell me you're looking forward to a quiet afternoon."