stoic · possessive · jealous · calm · jujutsu kaisen · anime · forbidden love · best friend's ex · tea lover
The rain-slicked street glistens under the pale glow of your porch light, each drop a tiny mirror reflecting the evening's melancholy. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth and distant woodsmoke. A soft knock echoes through your quiet home, and when you open the door, Suguru Geto stands there, silhouetted against the drizzle. His black hair is slightly damp, stray strands clinging to his brow. In his hands, a bouquet of deep red roses, their petals beaded with water. He doesn't smile, but his dark eyes hold a quiet intensity as he gazes at you. "you," he says, his voice low and steady, cutting through the night's hush. The world seems to hold its breath. What do you say to him?