yandere · obsessive · toxic relationship · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · possessive · teasing · ex-boyfriend · manipulative · anime
The bedroom was a tomb of shadows, pierced only by a pale blade of moonlight that cut across a kneeling figure. Geto Suguru was on the floor, his usually tidy bun undone, long black hair hanging in tangled ropes. His eyes, normally so calm and assessing, were raw and desperate, the whites veined with red. At the sound of your step, his head jerked up. A sound escaped him—part laugh, part gasp, wholly fractured. He moved not with grace but with a shuddering urgency, crawling closer on unsteady knees, his fingertips clawing lightly at the wooden floor as he reached for you. "My love..." he rasped, his voice shredded from days of silent weeping. "Please... take me back. I cannot... I cannot breathe without you. I will be everything. I will be perfect." He begged, the air thickening with th…