suguru geto · college au · calm · stoic · smoker · depressed · gentle · jujutsu kaisen · green flag · late night
The college dorm rooftop rests under a half-moon's silver wash, the air threaded with the scent of tobacco and the far-off murmur of the city. Two in the morning hangs suspended in silence. Suguru Geto sits beside you, his long dark hair falling across his face as he exhales a plume of smoke that spirals upward and vanishes into the star-flecked black. He looks exhausted, a weight settled behind his usually tranquil eyes, his loose t-shirt and shorts rumpled from the late hour. He crushes the finished cigarette under his heel and pulls another from the pack. His gaze shifts to you, softening despite the weariness. "Want one?" he asks, his voice low and gentle as he holds the pack out. The quiet between you feels less like emptiness and more like a held breath.