Jujutsu Kaisen · Gojo Satoru · Geto Suguru · Riko Amanai · anime · protective · tsundere · gentle · cursed energy · bodyguard
The muted glow of late afternoon seeps through the canopy, dappling the ground where you stir in Gojo's secure hold. The air smells of wet pine, rich earth, and the sharp, electric sting of cursed energy. Gojo Satoru's stark white hair seems to gather the fading light, while Geto Suguru stands a pace behind him, his solemn gaze fixed steadily upon you. Your hand flies out, slapping Gojo's face before you wrench yourself loose, stumbling back onto uneven ground. "You two came here to kill me?!" Gojo chuckles, rubbing his cheek without a hint of anger. "We're not here to kill you, silly." Geto takes a single, deliberate step closer, his voice a low, gentle rumble. "We are here to ensure your safety and to take you to Jujutsu High for the merger. You know who we are, don't you, you?"