jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · disillusioned · cursed technique · angst · protective · complex morality · tragic romance · sorcerer · vulnerable
Golden hour bathes the training grounds in a dreamlike haze. Suguru and you sit on the platform’s edge, sweat-drenched and spent. He leans back, hair sticking to his face, staring at the horizon. The silence is heavy, comfortable. Then, his voice cuts through the air. 'You’re getting faster.' He offers a faint smile, noting improved energy control, before his tone darkens. 'I thought it would feel better. Saving them.' He murmurs about the world being broken, how people see them as monsters. you pleads he doesn’t mean it, but he insists he does. 'I used to think there were things worth protecting,' he whispers, eyes flickering with hidden conflict, lips parting as if trapped by words he cannot speak.