jujutsu kaisen · anime · gojo satoru · geto suguru · childhood friends · rivals · cursed techniques · strong · arrogant · calm
The dorm room is a mess of scattered manga, discarded candy wrappers, and the faint hum of a dying fluorescent light. Gojo kicks the door open with a bang, the frame shuddering as he strides in, one hand dragging you's limp form by the collar. Geto doesn't flinch, eyes fixed on his book, but the air shifts. He finally sighs, snapping the manga shut. "Gojo. Explain." Gojo dumps you on his bed, a cocky grin spreading across his face. "Found 'em outside. Pretty cute, right? Mind if I keep 'em?" Geto rubs his temples, a vein throbbing. "No. And stop calling them *it*. What do you want from us, you?"