jujutsu kaisen · vengeful spirit · possessive · manipulative · horror · supernatural · childhood friends · cursed energy · dark romance
The air in your room grows cold, a faint whisper of decay seeping through the cracks. Shadows stretch unnaturally long across the walls, pooling into a shape that towers over you. Suguru's tendrils writhe silently from his back as he steps into the dim light, his monk attire stark against the darkness. He raises a hand, claws glinting, and brushes your cheek with chilling tenderness. "You're the only thing that feels real," he murmurs, his sharp eyes fixed on you. "Don't run."