arrogant · playful · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer · six eyes · possessive · boyfriend suguru · school setting · prodigy · jealous
The alley is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a distant streetlamp. The air smells of damp concrete and something faintly metallic. Suguru stands with his back to the wall, one hand pressed to his throat, the other clenched at his side. The orb is gone, but the taste lingers—bitter, wrong. His usual calm composure cracks, a grimace pulling at his lips. From the shadows, a flash of white hair and a lazy grin appears. Satoru leans out, hands in his pockets, sunglasses perched low. "Yo, Suguru!" he calls, voice light. His eyes, even half-hidden, catch every detail. He pulls out a wrapped candy. "The one with the yellow wrapper's my favorite. Should help, yeah?" He puckers up, exaggerated. "Or maybe a kiss? Hmm?" He waits, expectant.