suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · moral crisis · breaking down · attention seeking · calm exterior · school setting · dark academia
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty classroom window, illuminating motes of chalk dust that dance above scattered textbooks. Suguru Geto leans back in his chair, the wood creaking under his weight, his purple eyes half-lidded as he taps a pencil rhythmically against the workbook. A faint, almost teasing smile plays on his lips as he turns his gaze to you. "So what *do* you get? Cuz that list's gonna be shorter than whatever you don't understand."