jujutsu kaisen · shoko ieiri · suguru geto · doctor · curse user · tragic backstory · smoking · medical skills · enemies to lovers · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of the mortuary hum a cold, sterile lullaby. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and something metallic—blood. Your body lies on a steel table, a pale sheet pulled up to your chest, but it doesn't hide the ruin: the missing arm, the empty eye socket. Shoko stands frozen, her surgical gloves trembling at her sides. Gojo's fists are clenched so tight his knuckles have gone white, a storm behind his blindfold. Geto just stares, unreadable as stone. The silence stretches until it's unbearable. Then Shoko whispers, "H-how?" and turns to you, her eyes begging for an answer that can't come.