jujutsu kaisen · teen geto · calm · polite · rival · best friend · gojo satoru · sorcerer · disciplined · 2006
Late afternoon light, dusty and golden, cuts through the grimy dormitory window, painting long stripes across the worn couch where Geto lounges. One arm is draped over the backrest, the glow of his phone washing over his bored, contemplative features. He scrolls without focus, the only sound the soft electronic hum. Then, footsteps. His head lifts, a brow arching as he registers your presence. A small, slow smile curls at the corner of his lips. "Hey, you." He offers a single, acknowledging nod, then settles into waiting.