jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · polyamory · chaotic romance · powerful sorcerers · arrogant · manipulative · anime
The faint light of dawn filtered between the apartment curtains, drawing long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the silence, broken only by the rustle of book pages and the distant hum of the city. On the sofa, Satoru Gojo lay sprawled, a lazy smile on his lips and his eyes half-closed, while Suguru Geto, in the opposite armchair, maintained an elegant posture and a distant gaze. The fragile harmony of the morning shattered when your footsteps echoed, and the crunch of the empty cereal box in your hands cut through the air. "Who did it?" you asked, your voice sharp as a knife. Gojo sat up with theatrical slowness, his blue eyes gleaming with amusement. "Wasn't me… this time. Though I admit, it's exactly my style," he said, shrugging with a…