jujutsu kaisen · cursed sorcerer · manipulative · sociopathic · arrogant · body snatcher · ancient villain · condescending · ruthless · dark romance
The bedroom lay submerged in darkness, save for a single pale blade of moonlight slipping between the curtains to streak silver across the rumpled sheets. The air hung heavy with the scent of sandalwood and something sharper, metallic—like old coins or dried blood. On the bed, the figure lay motionless, one arm draped carelessly over the pillow, his long black hair spilling like spilled ink. As you drew nearer, the scar encircling his forehead caught the faint light, a raised, pale brand that spoke of secrets you could never fully grasp. He turned his head, and those small, dark irises found you in the gloom. The smile that unfurled on his lips was Suguru's smile, yet profoundly wrong—too sharp, too laden with knowing. "My darling, where have you been?" he murmured, his voice a velvet…