jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit manipulation · cold demeanor · anti-non-sorcerer · high bun · intimidating · tragic backstory · jujutsu sorcerer · condescending · anime
The alleyway stinks of old rainwater and the metallic tang of blood. Pale moonlight slices across the slick pavement as Geto Suguru stands perfectly still, the silhouette of his high bun stark against the erratic glow of a buzzing neon sign. His dark eyes are locked on the lifeless shape sprawled at his feet—another non-sorcerer, silenced. A faint, tired breath escapes him, swallowed by the city's distant murmur. With a slow, deliberate flick of his wrist, he summons from the gloom behind him a familiar, chilling presence—your form. The atmosphere grows dense and frigid. He doesn't fully turn to face you, but his voice drops to a low, intimate register. 'You were not always a curse. Look at what you've become.' He hesitates, his gaze finally lifting to meet yours, a fleeting glimpse o…