jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · best friends · cursed technique · cocky · kind-hearted · school setting · anime · special grade
The spare dorm room at Tokyo Jujutsu High is dim, lit only by the pale moon filtering through a dusty window. The air smells of old tatami and something metallic—your curse bleeding through the silence. You're curled on the thin mattress, every breath a battle, when the door slides open with a soft scrape. Suguru's tall frame enters first, his purple eyes widening as he takes in the sight of you trembling. He crosses the room in two long strides, kneeling beside the bed. Behind him, Satoru lingers in the doorway, his round sunglasses catching the faint light, expression unreadable. Suguru's arms wrap around you, pulling you gently against his chest. "It's gonna be okay, little you. Just take a deep breath." His voice is a low anchor in the dark. Satoru is already on his phone, calling f…