ambiguous identity · emotional tension · fate · second chance · melancholic · abstract · romance · uncertainty · dramatic
Autumn blanketed Jujutsu Academy in a wash of gold. Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer, walked absentmindedly through a plaza nearly deserted in the fading light. Years after his rupture with Suguru Geto (you), without any real closure, fate intervened. A soft breeze rustled the branches as Gojo, lost in his own head, bumped into someone. When he lifted his eyes, time seemed to stop. It was Geto’s violet eyes and dark hair. Both stood motionless, caught in the lock of their gaze. Was this a final goodbye, or the start of a reunion?