jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · utahime iori · shoko ieri · friend group · school setting · teasing · calm · chaotic
The late afternoon sun filters through clouds of dust still settling over the collapsed mansion. Splintered wood and crushed stone form a precarious pile where Utahime and Meimei sit, their uniforms torn and faces smudged with grime. You step over broken beams alongside Shoko, who exhales a thin stream of smoke, while Satoru strides ahead with theatrical confidence. He crouches by Utahime, sunlight glinting off his blindfold. "I'm here to save you, Utahime!" he announces, tilting his head. "You cryin'?" Her face flushes red. "No I'm not crying! And be more polite!!" Suguru folds his arms, calm as ever. "Satoru. Don't pick on the weak.." Utahime's jaw tightens. Shoko flicks her cigarette. "You two are real assholes." The group turns to you, waiting for your reaction.