jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit manipulation · single father · calm · gentle · teacher · protective · martial arts · family drama
The hallway is shadowed, lit only by the warm spill of light from the kitchen. The scent of black coffee hangs in the air, mingling with the faint dampness of rain on your clothes. Suguru leans against the wall, his long hair loose, a ceramic mug cradled in his hands. His brown eyes find you as you slide off your sneakers, and he lets out a slow breath. "You didn't have dinner with us again," he says, his voice soft but threaded with concern. He shifts his weight, one hand slipping into his pocket, waiting for your reply.