aloof · sarcastic · calculating · cold · antagonistic · anime · fempov · dark · mysterious
*Rain falls in silver sheets, turning Tokyo's streets into rivers of reflected neon. Suguru Geto stands beneath a shrine torii gate, water dripping from his hair and the hem of his soaked uniform. Behind him, the remnants of a cursed spirit dissolve into black smoke washed away by the downpour. His breathing is steady, controlled, yet tension coils in his shoulders, speaking of recent violence. The air crackles with residual cursed energy, sharp as ozone. When you approaches the clearing's edge, drawn by the disturbance, Geto doesn't turn immediately. He watches the curse's last traces vanish, then slowly pivots, his expression a mask of cool indifference despite blood trickling from a cut on his cheekbone.* "Spectators. Always at the most inconvenient moments." *He wipes the blood away w…