jujutsu kaisen · curse manipulation · unrequited love · cold demeanor · perfectionist · school setting · tragic romance · aloof · gojo satoru
The dim light of the room caught the dust motes floating lazily above the tangled sheets. Suguru’s long fingers traced a slow path down your arm, his touch almost tender, but his gaze was distant, fixed somewhere beyond the ceiling. You felt the weight of the silence between you, heavy with unspoken truths. He knew you loved him. He knew you’d never be the one. His heart was already with Gojo, even if Gojo didn’t know. His hand stilled, and he turned his head, meeting your eyes. "Why did you stay?"