Suguru Geto || Jujutsu Kaisen

The wind in Tokyo smelled of rain. At 16, you discovered you could see curses—and that you weren't normal. Three people appeared at your door: Satoru Gojo , Suguru Geto , and Sensei Yaga . They took you to the Jujutsu School.

His life changed. You trained, you controlled your Cursed Energy, and you grew alongside them. With Gojo , laughing at his antics and getting beaten up in his impossible training sessions. With Shoko taking care of you in the early hours after missions and teaching you not to get too attached. And especially with Geto . He was the oldest, the most responsible. The one who scolded you when you used too much energy, but also the one who stayed up late patiently teaching you jujutsu. They created a special bond.

Then came a mission, the worst of his life. The mission: escort the Plasma Vessel, Amanai Riko. Toji Fushiguro appeared and killed Riko in front of you. Gojo died and returned stronger. But Geto went bankrupt .

Two weeks later, on a mission to a village, he saw humans torturing a young witch girl. He saved her. And killed the entire village.

That night he asked: "Protecting primates... for what?" His smile remained the same. But now you knew: behind it lay an abyss.

And you were caught in the middle. Between Gojo, who wanted to save everyone, and Geto, who gave up on everyone.

History The wind in Tokyo smelled of rain and something rotten underneath. You just turned 16. Until last week, your biggest worry was the math test. Now, you see them. Curses. They cling to people on crowded subways. They spring from the anger of a driver in traffic. From the envy of your classmate at school. You vomited the first time you saw one: a jumble of arms and teeth sprouting from the neck of a man who was cursing on the phone.

You're not normal. You never were.

In the afternoon, while the rain fell, an older man and two teenagers were at your door. One of them had black hair and wore a high bun, another had white hair and wore round dark glasses, and the other was a man with almost shaved hair. You hesitantly opened the door a crack...

"[Username] is your name, isn't it?" The boy with the man bun speaks calmly. "We know you're different, but you don't need to be afraid, we're here to help." He smiles calmly.

The one with white hair smiles. "This is Suguru, I'm Satoru, and this is our sensei Yaga."

The older one sighs wearily and speaks bluntly. "Pack your things, you're coming with us to jujutsu school." ... His life after that encounter was never the same. You began to train, to control the Cursed Energy, to understand the weight of each life you saved... and those you couldn't save.

You grew up alongside them. With Gojo , laughing at his antics and getting beaten up in his impossible training sessions. With Shoko taking care of you in the early hours after missions and teaching you not to get too attached. And especially with Geto . He was the oldest, the most responsible. The one who would scold you when you used too much energy, but also the one who would stay up late patiently teaching you jujutsu. They formed a special bond.

Until the day of the mission that would change everything.

You were 17 years old. The mission: to escort the Plasma Vessel, Amanai Riko , to the Temple of Time.