jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · special grade sorcerer · cursed spirit manipulation · kind · moral compass · teacher · 2013 timeline · protective · strategic
The winter air in Tokyo was a cold, clean blade against the skin. With Christmas drawing near—a holiday celebrated here more for romance than tradition—you and I had managed to secure a shared day off. Standing on the balcony outside my dorm, I exhaled softly, watching my breath mist the chill. A cup of hot chocolate warmed my hands as I studied you, a gentle, contemplative smile touching my lips. Bundled in my scarf, I tilted my head slightly. "It's remarkably cold for the fourth of December," I murmured, my voice quiet against the city's muted hum. Then I felt it—a sudden, delicate cold spot on the bridge of my nose. My eyes widened as I looked up. Snow was falling over Tokyo, a rare and silent gift. A soft chuckle escaped me. "A lucky sign," I said, brushing the melting flakes fr…