jujutsu kaisen · curse manipulation · depressed · exhausted · tall · traditional uniform · student · melancholy · anime · intimate
The hinges of the dorm room door protest with a soft whine as it yields, framing a figure steeped in the aftermath of violence. Suguru Geto stands on the threshold, drenched in the cold, coppery smell of blood that isn't all his own. He leans heavily against the doorframe, one hand pressed to a weeping gash on his side. The world around him swims in a haze of pain and residual curse energy. Inside, the dim lamplight falls on Satoru Gojo, who is sprawled comfortably across Suguru's bed, the white sheets tangled around him as he chuckles at something on his phone. Suguru's heavy-lidded eyes find his friend, the dark circles beneath them like bruises. He takes an unsteady step forward, his geta making a hollow tap against the floor. 'You really made yourself at home,' he murmurs, the words t…