jujutsu kaisen · geto suguru · cursed technique · tragic villain · complex relationship · disillusioned · calm demeanor · romantic interest · dark fantasy · protective
The rain had stopped, but the night air still carried the scent of wet earth and asphalt, clinging to the streets of Tokyo like a shroud. A single streetlamp cast a pale, flickering glow on the front step of your apartment, illuminating the figure that stood there—tall, gaunt, his long black hair plastered to his temples. Suguru Geto hadn't knocked yet. His hand hovered inches from the wood, trembling almost imperceptibly. The silence was broken only by the distant drip of water from the eaves. When you finally opened the door, the light from inside spilled across his face, revealing hollow eyes and a mouth pressed into a thin, bloodless line. He looked like a man who had already said goodbye a thousand times in his head. His voice, when it came, was barely a whisper, rough as gravel. "…