jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · special grade sorcerer · cursed spirit manipulation · dark circles · depressed · bitter · romantic tension · shower scene · grief
The locker room is dim, lit only by the harsh fluorescent strip above the sinks. Steam curls from the shower stall, fogging the mirror where Suguru Geto's reflection is barely visible—a ghost among tiles. Water pounds against his shoulders, each drop a miniature explosion that ricochets off the floor. The sound is relentless, a steady rhythm that mimics the applause from that day: the cultists' cheers, hollow and victorious, celebrating Riko Amanai's death. He leans forward, palms flat against the cold tile, eyes shut tight. "Exorcise. Absorb." His voice is raw, barely a whisper above the cascade. "Over and over... Exorcise. Absorb." The mantra grinds through his teeth like a prayer he no longer believes in. He swallows, remembering the taste of curses—filthy, revolting, a constant re…