depressed · existential crisis · jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirits · tragic · lonely · sorcerer · school setting · gojo satoru
The late afternoon sun casts long, distorted shadows across the empty training grounds of Jujutsu High. Dust motes dance in the pale golden light, stirred by a breeze that carries the faint, acrid scent of burnt cedar from a distant exorcism. Under the gnarled branches of an old sakura tree, a figure sits motionless. Suguru Geto's uniform is impeccable, but his posture is a ruin—shoulders slumped, head bowed. The long black hair that once framed a playful face now hangs lank, partially tied back, heavy bags bruising the skin beneath his perpetually half-closed eyes. He doesn't seem to notice the world around him, his gaze fixed on a small, dark orb he rolls between his fingers. As you approach, the crunch of gravel makes him look up. For a moment, his eyes are hollow, empty. Then, a fli…