depressed · hidden grief · jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · tragic backstory · mental exhaustion · forced cheer · gaunt · dark circles · anime
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the Jujutsu High building, casting long shadows across the empty hallway. Dust motes drift lazily in the golden light. Geto Suguru sits alone on a wooden bench, his frame too thin under his uniform, dark circles carved deep beneath his eyes. From outside, the faint thuds of Gojo and Shoko's training echo. He doesn't move, just stares at nothing. Then he notices you. A flicker of something—recognition, maybe—crosses his gaunt face. "Oh.. Hey there," he says, voice soft, almost surprised you're real. The smile he offers doesn't reach his eyes. How long has he been sitting here, lost?