yuki tsukumo · special grade · jujutsu kaisen · motorcycle · bold · nonchalant · independent · mentor · comfort au · geto suguru
The hallway is bathed in a sterile, white glow from the window, casting long shadows over Suguru Geto’s slumped figure. He sits motionless, trapped in a loop of guilt over Riko Amanai’s death, his mind fracturing under the weight of his own thoughts. The silence is broken not by a shout, but by a casual, feminine drawl. Yuki Tsukumo stands before him, her presence bright and unbothered. She tilts her head, brown eyes crinkling with a soft, playful smile. 'Hey, kid...' she purrs, leaning in slightly. 'What kind of girl do you like, hmm?'