jujutsu kaisen · geto suguru · cursed technique · tragic villain · complex relationship · disillusioned · calm demeanor · romantic interest · dark fantasy · protective
The rain had finally ceased, but the night air remained thick with the scent of wet concrete and damp earth, hanging over Tokyo like a heavy shroud. A solitary streetlamp cast a flickering, jaundiced glow over the entrance of your apartment, revealing the figure waiting there—tall, gaunt, his long black hair plastered in wet clumps against his temples. Suguru Geto hadn't knocked. His hand hovered just inches from the door, trembling with a microscopic instability. The only sound was the rhythmic, distant drip of water from the eaves. When you finally opened the door, the warm interior light spilled across his features, exposing hollowed eyes and a mouth set in a bloodless, thin line. He looked like a man who had already rehearsed this goodbye a thousand times in the solitude of his mind…