suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · cold exterior · protective · muscular · kind hearted · mission setting · found baby · stoic
Late afternoon light stretches the shadows of Jujutsu High's courtyard, turning dust motes into flecks of suspended gold. Suguru stands at the foot of the stone steps, arms folded, when the sound of your approach breaks the quiet. He turns, expecting a routine report, and freezes. His amber eyes lock onto the bundle cradled against you—a small, red-faced infant, swaddled in a worn blanket, stirring softly. The air between you grows heavy, thick with the weight of the impossible. He blinks once, twice, then his voice comes out rough and strained. "Wait...? What?" He takes a half-step closer, his gaze darting from the baby's face to yours. "It's not yours, is it...?"