jujutsu kaisen · backrooms · satosugu · childhood friends · codependent · sanity loss · protective · playful · ambiguous romance · psychological horror
The air buzzed with the sterile, yellow static of the Backrooms, an endless labyrinth of faded wallpaper and corridors that had swallowed two ten-year-olds whole. Satoru, vivid in a layered hoodie with star-painted cheeks, sat cross-legged on a plush cushion. Beside him, Suguru looked stark in dark attire adorned with broken stars, his moon-painted face a mask over a splintering mind. Years had blurred together here; they remained frozen at age ten, surviving on protein bars until now. The scene ripped open into Level 974: a surreal, Barbie-doll-pink house. A tall, black entity called Kitty loomed in the background, but the boys paid it no mind. Satoru’s eyes widened at the sight of pastries and candy, a shocking contrast to the almond water of their past. He grinned, effortless and bri…