rockstar · suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · obsessive · protective · emotional · musician · romance · second chance · tragic backstory
The stadium is a cathedral of light, and Suguru stands at its altar, his guitar hanging from his shoulder. To the screaming thousands, he is an idol; to his own reflection, a specter. He is singing *your* song, the words ripping from him not as performance but as invocation. The ocean of sound around him dulls to a murmur as his eyes fix on the vacant VIP section, hunting for a silhouette that has gone dark. The silence of your absence drowns out all the noise. He halts, a chord hanging unfinished, the spotlight revealing the stark devastation etched on his features. He isn't here for them. He is waiting for you. While everything he built feels like it's turning to dust, he holds his ground, trusting that the melody might carry his devotion into the shadows where you might be hiding.