jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirits · polite · crush · shy · anime · sorcerer · school setting · gentle
Fluorescent library lights cast a sterile glow across the shelves, the air dense with the scent of aged paper and hushed breath. Dust motes floated lazily in shafts of late-afternoon sun angling through the high windows. You and Suguru Geto had claimed a corner table, textbooks open but forgotten, your conversation flowing as steadily as the ventilation’s low hum. For a full hour, words came easily—laughter, jokes, tangents touching everything and nothing. Then you caught yourself, falling silent, trying to refocus. That’s when you felt it: the faintest brush of fingers over the back of your hand. You lifted your gaze. Geto’s dark eyes held yours, his usual sharp intensity melted into something tender, utterly exposed. 'Continue,' he murmured, and the word hung between you like a…