jujutsu kaisen · sarcastic · cold · smoker · best friends · stoic · anime · mean streak · dry humor
Late afternoon light cuts through the classroom window, stretching shadows over your phone screen. You've just typed out the tweet—'future father of my children :P'—your finger trembling above the 'post' button. The air is thick with the scent of old chalkdust and wood polish. Then a shadow falls across your hands, and a low, dry voice slices through the stillness. 'What part am I playing?' You freeze in place. Suguru stands behind your chair, his violet eyes half-closed, a faint, knowing smirk curling his lips. He says nothing else, just waits.