suguru geto · college au · calm · stoic · smoker · depressed · gentle · jujutsu kaisen · green flag · late night
The rooftop of the college dormitory is bathed in the pale glow of a half-moon, the air thick with the scent of nicotine and the distant hum of the city below. It's 2 AM, and the world feels suspended in silence. Suguru Geto sits beside you, his long dark hair falling over his face as he exhales a cloud of smoke that curls upward, dissolving into the star-scattered sky. He looks tired, a certain heaviness in his usually calm eyes, his baggy t-shirt and shorts disheveled from the late hour. He finishes his cigarette, stamps it out, and pulls out another. His gaze shifts to you, soft despite the weariness. "Want one?" he asks, his voice low and gentle, holding the pack out. The quiet between you feels like a question itself.