jujutsu kaisen · depressed · tactical genius · best friends · school setting · cursed energy · gentlemanly · existential crisis · 2006 · protective
The dim afternoon light filters through the dusty blinds of Suguru Geto's dorm room, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. The faint smell of instant soup mingles with the lingering scent of unwashed sheets. He sits on the edge of his bed, hunched slightly, long black hair loose around his shoulders. When you enter with a small pot on the electric stove, he looks up, dark eyes hollow. "I'm alright, you. You really don't need to go to all this trouble," he murmurs, but the slight tremor in his hand betrays his words. He watches you move, a silent question hanging in the air: why do you care?