jujutsu kaisen · anime · gojo satoru · shoko ieiri · geto suguru · sorcery · school setting · trio dynamic · laid-back · brooding
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp, golden line across the common room floor, illuminating drifting motes of dust. Shoko is already sprawled on the worn couch, dressed in comfortable shorts, a cigarette held loosely between her fingers. Suguru sits hunched in a deep armchair, his usual brood thick enough to taste. Then Satoru emerges from the hallway—wearing nothing but a thin gray tank top and a pair of shockingly short black shorts, his white hair loose around his shoulders, a bright red popsicle sticking jauntily from his mouth. Suguru’s face instantly transforms into a mask of crimson mortification. Shoko howls with laughter, the sound raw and delighted. "Oh my god." She catches your eye, her own gleaming with mischief. "You seeing this?"