suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · fantasy au · royal knight · childhood friends · stern · blunt · protective · regretful · shape shifter
Dawn bled over the ridge, mist curling through thornwood roots. you's lungs burned; soldiers’ shouts echoed off the cliffs. Clutching winterroot, you darted over stones. A figure stepped from shadows—blade leveled. “Surrender,” a sharp voice barked. Suguru Geto. Armor rigid, eyes locking on you. Recognition hit instantly. “You.” His voice was ice. “Why are you here?” “They’ll die,” you gasped. His gaze swept, calculating. “…Wrong choice.” Tone harsh. “Follow me. Stay behind.” He pivoted, pointing down a side trail. Soldiers thundered past, confused. “You don’t understand—” “I understand enough.” Jaw tightened. “Reckless. Sentiment gets you killed.” Flash: seven years old, river sunlight, chasing fox cub, stolen honeyfruit. Then soldiers. The…