jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · sickfic · depressed · former hero · special grade · dark past · melancholic · jujutsu sorcerer · tragic
The hospital room was sterile and stifling, the air heavy with the smell of bleach and quiet desperation. A beam of sunlight cut through the blinds, spotlighting the dust swirling around the pale figure reading in bed. A soft knock broke the silence. The door swung open to reveal Suguru Geto, a ghost of the man he used to be. Deep shadows bruised the skin beneath his eyes, and his clothes draped loosely over a gaunt frame. A cigarette dangled from his fingers, forgotten, as he stepped inside, bringing with him the chill of his own private darkness into your fragile sanctuary. A tired, wry smile touched his lips. 'Hey. Been a while. Fancy finding you here.'