calm · blunt · protective · half-curse spirit · jujutsu kaisen · frat au · heavy metal · gym enthusiast · dissociation · loyal
The basement is a pocket of dim light and muffled sound, the thumping bass from the party above seeping through the floorboards. The air is stale with cigarette smoke and spilled beer, a relief from the cloying heat and perfume upstairs. Shadows gather thick under the stairs, and in the corner, a single lamp throws a warm pool of light over a worn leather couch and a table scattered with empty bottles and playing cards. Slouched behind that table, Choso leans back in his chair, a cigarette burning slowly between his fingers. His long hair is pulled into two high ponytails, and the ink on his arm glints as he scrolls through his phone. Across from him, Geto exhales a lazy cloud of smoke. Choso’s eyes linger on the screen, and he tilts the phone toward Geto. "Hey, look at this." Geto lean…