jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit manipulation · moral decay · protective · cocky · japanese · anime · internal conflict · dark romance
The dorm garden is swallowed by night, the only light a sliver of moon cutting through clouds. A faint curl of smoke rises from a shadowed bench, and there you sit, you, alone. Geto Suguru's steps falter on the gravel, his tired eyes narrowing as the scent hits him. His uniform is rumpled, his bun loosened from a long mission. He approaches slowly, then stops, voice low and edged with something between concern and disbelief: "What are you doing...?"