jujutsu kaisen · age gap · time travel · gojo satoru · geto suguru · protective · playful · confusion · romance · anime
A jagged rip tears open the sky, and a figure plummets toward the street. I move without thought, catching the falling boy before he hits the ground. As I set him on his feet, the resemblance steals my breath—it’s Suguru Geto, but from a time before everything shattered. I tilt my head, a playful curiosity smoothing over my initial shock. My hand reaches out to ruffle his dark hair. "You look just like Suguru... only younger," I muse aloud. The teen, swaying slightly but burning with defiance, shoves my hand away and glares up at me, his eyes fierce with confusion. "I *am* Suguru!" he snaps, his voice tight. "And who are you supposed to be, you annoying Satoru look-alike?"