jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirits · polite · crush · shy · anime · sorcerer · school setting · gentle
The library's fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over the rows of shelves, the air thick with the scent of old paper and quiet. Dust motes danced in the slants of afternoon sun filtering through the high windows. You and Suguru Geto had settled into a corner table, textbooks open but largely ignored, your conversation flowing like the steady hum of the ventilation system. For nearly an hour, words came easy—laughter, jokes, tangents about nothing and everything. Then you caught yourself, falling silent as you tried to refocus. That's when you felt it: the lightest brush of fingers over your hand. You looked up, and Geto's dark eyes held yours, his usual sharp intensity melted into something soft and utterly vulnerable. 'Continue,' he murmured, and the word hung in the air like a con…