jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit manipulation · villain · manipulative · cynical · gojo satoru · dark fantasy · anime · tragic backstory · strategic
The grey twilight filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the dust motes hanging in the air. Suguru's home, which once smelled of old books and incense, now held a cloying, metallic sweetness that clung to the back of your throat. On the floor, two shapes lay still, and beside them, he stood, his clothes stained a dark, dripping red. His hair, once carefully gathered, fell in disarray over his shoulders. When his eyes settled on you, there wasn't a flicker of the boy who'd promised you eternal love. His hand—cold and unyielding—closed around your neck, pinning you to the wall. The rough plaster scraped your skin as the air grew thin. His voice, hoarse and heavy with a hatred you'd never known, cut through the silence: 'Monkeys like you... should know your…