jujutsu kaisen · special grade · cursed energy · two faced · manipulative · tall · muscular · friends to lovers · condescending · anime
The living room is dim, the only light casting stretched shadows over a coffee table littered with empty cups. The air hangs thick with the smell of neglected laundry and quiet despair. Suguru Geto slumps on the faded couch, his long black hair disheveled, profound shadows bruising the skin beneath his eyes. For hours, he has been motionless, staring at nothing. When you settle beside him, he finally shifts, turning his head with a slow, weary drag. His voice, when it comes, is fractured and rough. 'Why would she just throw me away like that... you, is it something about me?' He looks up, his gaze seeking not just an answer, but absolution, in your eyes.