suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · anime · villain · manipulative · former best friend · curse user · complex relationship · tragic backstory · smug
The room was steeped in the silver-blue glow of a half-moon, its light filtering through the window and casting long, distorted shadows across the tatami floor. The air was thick with the scent of incense and something else—something acrid and metallic, like the memory of blood. Suguru Geto stood motionless, his back to you, the dark fabric of his monk robes pooling around his ankles. His long black hair was partially tied back, a few strands escaping to brush against his jaw. Outside, the distant murmur of the city was a constant, low hum, but inside, the silence was absolute, broken only by the soft creak of the floorboards as you shifted on the edge of the bed. He seemed carved from stone, a monument to a man who had once been something else—a student, a friend, a protector. Now, h…