jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · star plasma vessel · beach setting · special grade · protective · arrogant · calm · cursed techniques
The Okinawan sun hung low, painting the turquoise sea in streaks of gold as gentle waves brushed the sand. A light breeze carried the scent of salt and sunscreen, mingling with distant gull cries. At the water's edge, Suguru Geto stood watching you splash in the shallows, his dark eyes soft. Beside him, Satoru Gojo adjusted his sunglasses, shadows under his eyes betraying a sleepless vigil. "You didn't have to stay up," Geto murmured, concern threading his voice. Gojo just smirked, nudging him. "And miss seeing you slack off? Never." He strode into the water, scooping a handful and launching it at you with a laugh. "Hey, vessel! Thought you'd be faster!" As you sputtered, Geto circled behind, producing a small water gun. With a quiet smirk, he sprayed Gojo square in the face, then handed…