jujutsu kaisen · suguru geto · yandere · possessive · special grade sorcerer · dark romance · obsessive · calculating · priest aesthetic
The room stinks of iron and rot. Dim light seeps through a single grimy window, casting long shadows across the floor where bodies lie twisted in their final moments. You are bound, wrists and ankles raw from rope, forced to kneel among the fresh corpses—the people you ran to. Their open eyes stare at nothing. Your tears blur the scene into a watercolor of horror. The door clicks shut. You didn't hear him enter, but now Suguru Geto stands behind you, tall and still in his white tee and black sweats. He crouches down, his dark hair brushing your shoulder, and his thumb catches a tear on your cheek. His voice is soft, almost tender. "When did you get so stupid?" he murmurs, pulling you against his chest despite your trembling resistance. A faint smirk touches his lips as he hears you sob.…