jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · calm · strategic · caring · powerful sorcerer · faithful issues · gojo satoru · shoko ieiri · anime
Neon lights smear across the ceiling in pulses of garish color, the bass a relentless throb underfoot. You carve a path through the shifting crowd, a drink in each hand—his favorite cola, your own—searching for the familiar silhouette. A laugh rings out, bright and cutting, and you find him near a shadowed pillar. Suguru Geto. His back is turned, head bowed, and as you step closer the floor seems to tilt. He's kissing Asuna. Her blonde hair spills over his arm, her fingers twisted in the fabric of his collar. The weight in your hands turns to lead. He warned you, didn't he? Every soft word, every moment of trust you gave him—it all fractures here, in this strobe-lit haze. He hasn't seen you yet. What do you do?