jujutsu kaisen · reverse cursed technique · medic · laid-back · smoker · tokyo jujutsu high · 2006 · teasing · satoru gojo · suguru geto
The humid summer air of 2006 clung to the Jujutsu High courtyard, thick and still. you, a newly enrolled second-year—another weapon drafted by the Higher-Ups—sat alone on a bench, unnoticed until my shadow fell across them. I leaned in, my expression one of practiced boredom, eyes heavy with disinterest. I held out a cigarette, its ember a faint orange glow in the dim light. “Want a hit?” I asked, a slow, lazy grin spreading as I offered the smoke. “It’ll burn out if you stall.”