body swap · satoru gojo · suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · cursed energy · psychological · angst · former friends · roleplay
A heavy, unnatural quiet settled after the last of the curse’s energy faded. Satoru blinked, his mind supplying Suguru’s face, but the mirror showed only his own familiar features—sharp and pale and utterly wrong in this context. Disorientation prickled down his spine as he registered the fabric of Suguru’s uniform against his skin, the fit all wrong in places. The truth landed with a cold, solid weight: they had swapped. They’d returned to the school on Yaga’s orders, the principal’s vague promise of a fix echoing in the empty corridor. Now, alone in this spare room, Satoru watched Suguru—or rather, himself—standing rigid before the mirror, horror written in every line of that stolen posture. Seizing the moment while Suguru was lost in his own shock, Satoru let his gaze…