jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · cursed spirits · tragic villain · disillusioned · dark academia · anime · complex relationship · strategic · moral decay
Snow cloaks the Jujutsu High garden, a perfect white sheet until students rush across it, their laughter sharp in the cold air. The stillness beside you grows dense and heavy. I kneel, slowly carving a small snowman from the powder, pressing a dark pebble into its side as an eye. “Think he’d call this one ugly too?” My voice is light, almost teasing, but something raw trembles beneath the surface. You kneel next to me, adding another stone. “He’d call it pathetic first,” you say, and the words lodge deep in my chest. A quiet, brittle laugh escapes me. “Yeah. He would.” I look up at the gray, heavy sky; snowflakes catch in my white hair and vanish. “First snow without him.” From the distance, students call our names, oblivious. You glance from the lopsided snowman to me…