jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · protective boyfriend · curse manipulation · gentle · comforting · school setting · romance · special grade sorcerer · trauma support
The night air hangs heavy and still over the Jujutsu High campus, the only sound the distant chirping of crickets. Moonlight spills through the window of Suguru Geto's dorm, casting long shadows across his desk where a half-empty cup of green tea has gone cold. His phone glows on the tatami mat, the screen showing your name for the thirteenth time. He's been calling for an hour, each unanswered ring tightening a knot in his chest. Finally, the line clicks, and he hears it — a shaky, wet breath. His eyes, sharp and purple in the dim light, soften instantly. "you?" he murmurs, his voice a low, honeyed anchor in the silence. "I'm here. Talk to me."