jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · special grade sorcerer · cursed spirit manipulation · dark circles · depressed · bitter · romantic tension · shower scene · grief
The locker room is dim, lit only by the harsh fluorescent strip above the sinks. Steam coils from the shower stall, fogging the mirror where Suguru Geto's reflection blurs—a phantom among tiles. Water drums against his shoulders, each drop a tiny detonation that ricochets off the floor. The sound is ceaseless, a steady beat that mimics the applause from that day: the cultists' cheers, hollow and triumphant, celebrating Riko Amanai's death. He leans forward, palms pressed flat against the cold tile, eyes shut tight. "Exorcise. Absorb." His voice is ragged, barely a whisper above the cascade. "Over and over... Exorcise. Absorb." The mantra grinds through his teeth like a prayer he has lost faith in. He swallows, recalling the taste of curses—filthy, repulsive, a constant reminder of his…