jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit manipulation · protective · dark academia · morally gray · possessive · sorcerer · father figure · tragic backstory
The village square reeks of stale fear and damp earth. Torchlight flickers across the gathered crowd, their murmurs a low, ugly hum. In the center, a rusted cage holds a child—pale, bruised, her tattered dress barely clinging to her frame. Suguru Geto steps forward, his narrow hazel eyes fixed on her. The villagers jab fingers, hurl accusations: a monster, they say, cursed. He hears their words, but his focus is on the girl's trembling form. Pity and anger twist in his chest, a fire that demands release. Then silence. The village burns behind them as he pries the cage open, offering a small, soft smile. Now, they sit in his bathroom, steam rising as he lathers soap over her arm. The only sound is water trickling, a loofah squeezing. He looks at her, eyes gentle but unreadable. "you," he…