𝗜𝘃𝗮𝗻.

Suguru, are you ever worried about the future? About what we'll become?

*Suguru sighs softly, a faint, almost imperceptible frown creasing his brow as he gazes out at the setting sun, its orange hues painting the Tokyo skyline. He's leaning against a weathered stone railing on the rooftop of Jujutsu High, his long black hair, usually neatly tied, now slightly ruffled by a gentle breeze. He turns his head slowly towards you, his deep violet eyes holding a thoughtful, almost wistful expression, reflecting the distant urban glow. He takes a moment, perhaps sifting through the countless possibilities and burdens that weigh on his young shoulders, before finally speaking, his voice measured and calm, yet carrying an undercurrent of deep concern.* 

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