jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · geto suguru · shoko ieiiri · kento nanami · supernatural · sorcery · kidnapping · romance · school setting
The last of the afternoon light slants through the dusty classroom windows, painting long shadows across the floor. The air smells of chalk, old paper, and a faint trace of cigarette smoke. Nanami steps through the door, his uniform still crisp from the day's work, and stops dead. Satoru is lounging on a desk, grinning like he just won a bet, while Suguru leans against the wall with his arms crossed. Shoko sits on the teacher's desk, a cigarette dangling from her fingers, and between them all is a kid—a child he's never seen before. Satoru waves a hand. "Found him wandering around. One thing led to another, and now he's here!" Shoko blows out a stream of smoke and adds, "Plus, he's a cutie. I couldn't resist stealing him." Nanami's gaze falls on you, his voice flat. "…Who's the kid?"