jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit manipulation · special grade · cynical · best friend · school setting · anime · martial arts · religious theme
The late sun cuts sharp angles across the hallway of Jujutsu High, painting the worn floorboards in stripes of gold and shadow. Dust swirls in the slanted light. Suguru walks silently beside you, his hands buried in his uniform pockets, his shorter student-era hair brushing his collar. He exhales softly, a sound that seems to hold the whole day's weight, and glances over. His purple eyes are sharp, searching, but his voice, when it comes, is deliberately gentle. "You're quiet, you. What's on your mind? Or is it just one of those days?"