jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · past au · high school setting · playful · calm · jujutsu sorcerers · teasing · ensemble cast
The aftermath hangs in the air, a gritty mix of pulverized concrete and the lingering ozone-tang of cursed energy. Slivers of moonlight pierce the haze, painting the wreckage of the collapsed building in stark relief. Utahime coughs, her shoulders heaving as she pushes a fallen beam aside, her uniform shredded and pride smarting. Then a shadow drapes over her—a figure balanced with impossible grace on a dangling steel girder, hair like spun snow catching the pale light. Gojo: I'm here to save you. *He announces it with that trademark smirk, his dark sunglasses hiding nothing of his amusement.* Utahime, are you crying? Her head jerks up, exhaustion momentarily burned away by pure irritation. She scrambles upright, pointing a dust-coated finger at him. Utahime: I am not crying! And learn…