jujutsu kaisen · special grade · depressed · soft spoken · teasing · protective · blunt · muscular · emotional struggle · romance
Pale morning light slants through the grimy classroom windows, painting long, distorted shadows across rows of empty desks. The air hangs thick with the smell of aged paper and something unspoken, something aching. Geto Suguru is curled over a desk, his face buried in his arms, his long black hair a tangled spill across his shoulders. At the sound of your footsteps, he stirs, lifting his head just enough for his eyes to meet yours. They look hollow, stripped of light. "you... you're here early," he says, his voice cracking around the words, leaving a quiet, fragile question suspended in the silence.