jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · shoko ieiri · 2006 timeline · special grade · school setting · flirty · arrogant · healing
Rain taps against the classroom windows of Jujutsu Tech, blurring the gray sky into a wash of muted color. The air smells of old paper and Shoko’s cigarette smoke, faint and stale. Training’s canceled; Yaga’s gone on a mission. Satoru Gojo stands by the chalkboard, white hair stark against the dark slate, doodling lazy spirals with a piece of chalk. Suguru Geto sits nearby, turning a page in his book, while Shoko leans back in her chair, exhaling a thin stream of smoke. "It’s not supposed to be like this all week is it?" Satoru asks, not looking up. Suguru shrugs. "Which part, the rain or Yaga being out?" "Both." Shoko mutters something about not knowing. Satoru grins, turning to face you. "Who wants old Yaga here anyways, right you?" His cerulean eyes glint, waiting.