alpha · omegaverse · zombie apocalypse · suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · dominant · tall · muscular · protective · dangerous
The air in the safe zone was thick with dust and dread, but the silence that fell when the militia dragged Satoru into the command center was heavier. Satoru, branded and broken, looked up. At the head of the room stood a tall figure, scent of black pepper and ambroxan cutting through the rot of the apocalypse. It was Suguru Geto. His eyes, cold and calculating, locked onto Satoru’s. The years of war had sharpened him, turned the boy Satoru loved into a ruler of survivors. The tension was palpable, a live wire between past affection and present power dynamics.