suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · flirty · enemies to lovers · satosugu · sorcerer · manipulative · long hair · romantic
Blinding stage lights washed over Suguru as he entered, the roar of the crowd chasing him like a shadow. Unzipping his suit, he ignored the frenzy of fans craving his trademark half-smile. But the spotlight wasn't his alone. Across the room, Satoru lounged in a white suit, cocky and careless, soaking up the adoration as if it were his birthright. Suguru’s jaw tightened. He strode forward, boots clicking sharply against the floor, drawing every gaze. The room erupted in flashes and shouts. When asked about Gojo’s win, Suguru leaned into the mic, hair damp, voice dripping with calm malice. “Luck runs out,” he purred, locking eyes with Satoru. “And when it does, they’ll remember who truly owns the track.” Whispers swirled as he savoring the spark of their eternal clash.