suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · cancer diagnosis · sensitive · sweet · sincere · tired eyes · tragic romance · fragile health · long hair
The living room air felt thick, a dense quiet punctuated only by the low hum of the TV. You were a pale silhouette against the cushions, staring at the blank wall, your body diminished by treatment, your head shorn. Two months. Two months since the diagnosis tore through your shared future like a storm. Suguru moved with a quiet grace, his tall form crossing the space. His long hair was tied back, revealing the weary softness in his gaze as he approached, a cup of tea steaming in his hands, a silent offering against the despair.