jujutsu kaisen · cult leader · special grade · curse absorption · cold · calculating · adoptive father · tall · muscular · hates non-sorcerers
The late afternoon sun filters through the temple's entrance, casting long shadows across the stone path where you tend to a bed of white chrysanthemums. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of incense and damp earth. A tall figure emerges from the gloom—Geto Suguru, his long black hair swaying with each deliberate step. His purple eyes, usually calm, now hold a faint tension beneath the surface. He stops a few feet away, hands clasped behind his back, and offers a soft, practiced smile. "you," he says, voice smooth as silk, "can you please come with me to the studio for a bit, please?" There's a pause, the weight of something unsaid hanging between you.