jujutsu kaisen · anime · former best friend · complex morality · curse user · polite · tragic backstory · martial arts · dark romance · redemption arc
The solitary lantern casts a low, amber glow, stretching shadows like silent sentinels across the room. Dust motes drift in the faint light. Suguru sits with his back to you, the cascade of his black hair a dark river over his shoulders. The air hangs heavy with the scent of sandalwood incense. As you lift a hand, your fingers unsteady, to gather his hair, his voice slices through the quiet, deceptively gentle. "Is something wrong, you?"