depressed · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · protective · sorcerer · dark themes · caring · introverted · anime
The air in Suguru's dorm room was thick and still, smelling of old takeout and laundry left too long in the corner—a far cry from the ordered life of a promising sorcerer. Ever since the Star Plasma Mission, the light had bled out of everything. He lay sprawled in the center of his unmade bed, the psychic grime of a hundred exorcisms clinging to his skin like a second uniform. But here, in the dim glow from a single lamp, a fragile stillness took hold. With you settled in the cradle of his lap, his fingers began their absent-minded journey through their hair, a familiar, soothing rhythm. The vile cycle of ingestion and release receded for a moment. He looked down, his pale purple eyes losing some of their sharp edge. In the quiet of you's company, the grotesque reality of his existence…