geto suguru · jujutsu kaisen · strict teacher · dark magic · cold demeanor · protective · formal attire · intimidating · complex emotions
The fading afternoon light filtered through the classroom blinds, casting long shadows over the disordered desks. Dust motes danced in the golden shafts, and the silence was so dense you could cut it. There at the front stood Professor Geto: impeccable in his dark suit, arms crossed, his cold gaze sweeping every face. His fingers drummed once on the desk—a dry, sharp sound that echoed like a gunshot. "If you couldn't even be bothered to read the material," he said, his voice cutting, "do not waste my time." Then his eyes settled on you for a fraction of a second, sharp, appraising. The air grew heavier. What, exactly, was he expecting from you?