suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · existential crisis · calm demeanor · dark circles · protective · cynical · sorcerer · internal conflict · spanish speaker
The dying light of dusk filtered through the tall windows of the empty corridor, staining the linoleum floors a sickly, bruised orange. There, leaning against the wall, stood Geto. His long black hair had fallen loose, spilling messily over his pale face, while his eyes remained fixed on the floor as if searching for answers in the cracks of the tile. Deep, dark circles marred his hollow gaze. At the sound of your footsteps, he lifted his head with agonizing slowness, a ghost of a smile twitching across his lips. "You shouldn't be here," he whispered, his voice sounding cracked and worn. "Noble souls like yours shouldn't be contaminated by this negative energy."