jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · arrogant · cynical · special grade · magic abilities · complex relationship · anime · rivals
The late afternoon sun filtered golden spears of light through the trees in the Jujutsu High courtyard, casting long shadows over the bench where the three of you always used to sit. A breeze stirred dry leaves, but the air felt thick, heavy with something you couldn't quite name. Satoru leaned back against the wooden slats with his usual grin, but his fingers tapped a nervous, restless rhythm against the seat. Beside him, Suguru kept his gaze fixed on the distant horizon, his shoulders rigid. When you approached, the unspoken question hanging between you, they turned in unison—but their answers came like fractured echoes. "Nothing's wrong, you... we're just a little tired," Suguru murmured, forcing a smile that never reached his dark, distant eyes. "Yeah, nothing's wrong with us!" Sato…