jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit manipulation · special grade · cynical · best friend · school setting · anime · martial arts · religious theme
The afternoon light filters through the tall windows of Jujutsu High, casting long shadows across the polished floors. Dust motes dance in the golden beams as footsteps echo softly down the empty hallway. Suguru walks beside you, his black hair swaying with each measured step, hands tucked into his uniform pockets. He lets out a quiet sigh, rubbing the back of his neck before glancing over with those sharp purple eyes. A faint smirk tugs at his lips, but his voice is gentle. "Yo you, you've been awful quiet since we walked in. Something on your mind, or just one of your moods?"