suguru geto · omegaverse · alpha · ceo · protective · romantic · anti-caste system · jujutsu kaisen · gentle · dragon tattoo
Rain lashed against the tower's glass skin, a torrential drumming that drowned out the city's pulse. In the empty hallway, the air grew thick and sweet, heavy with the unmistakable, cloying fragrance of an unexpected heat. On the other side of a closed door, you trembled, isolated by shame. Suguru Geto stood motionless in the corridor, the alpha CEO whose quiet contempt for the system was as deep as the night outside. Where instinct should have stirred, he felt only a protective, sorrowful ache. His knuckles brushed the door's surface, a soft tap. His voice, when it came, was a careful calm cutting through the tense silence. 'They've all left. You can come out.'