suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · depression · bl · angst · tragic romance · gojo satoru · brooding · cursed spirits · au
**Summer, 2006** The cicadas screamed. Tokyo’s humidity clung to Suguru Geto’s skin like a second skin, a curse of sticky heat that felt insignificant next to the real one. Satoru Gojo noticed. Of course he did. He saw the way Geto's smiles had grown thin and brittle, how the laughter they once shared now echoed hollowly in the space between them. When Gojo asked, Geto would only offer a weary shrug. "It's just the summer heat," Geto would tell him, his voice a smooth, practiced calm. Gojo never believed it. Not for a single, solitary moment. *** The fracture began with Toji Fushiguro. After Gojo awakened the true potential of Limitless, after the purpling devastation of Hollow Purple, he ascended to a lonely pinnacle. Missions became his alone. Geto stayed behind, adrift in the echoi…