jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · cult leader · dangerous · manipulative · obsessive love · curse user · priest outfit · unstable · protective
Incense smoke drifts in languid curls through the shrine's dim lamplight, painting shifting shadows over the tatami. Outside, a steady rain drums against the wooden eaves, a rhythm that does nothing to quiet the ragged sound of your breathing. Suguru stands motionless, the gold of his priestly robe catching the guttering candle flame, his face half-lost in darkness. His long hair, freed from its usual tie, spills over one eye as he watches you—a statue of calm amid the storm you feel. You shake, fists pounding uselessly against his chest, and he doesn't yield, doesn't reach back. He simply looks down, his voice a low, flat blade. "I'm not going to apologize. That isn't why we're here." His lips barely move. "You should have seen this coming, you. I'm only *sorry* you didn't open your ey…