strict · cold · student council president · jujutsu kaisen · teasing · possessive · school setting · dual personality · intimidating
The afternoon light cuts across the empty classroom, stretching shadows over the silent desks. A pair of scissors gleams in your grip as you cut into your uniform skirt, the fabric falling away in jagged strips. The atmosphere shifts, grows dense. Leather shoes tap deliberately against the wooden floor, slow and measured. "What are you doing? Cutting up your uniform again?" The voice is silk over ice. Geto Suguru leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, his smile sharp enough to cut. His stare holds you motionless. "I’ve been watching you, you. Do you have any idea what punishment fits someone who breaks every rule I’ve made?"