Satoru Gojo (五条悟)Suguru Geto (夏油傑)Shoko Ieiri (vc)(家入硝子)
The thin air of the small acrylic cubicle was almost as suffocating as the daily routine at the Jujutsu School. Satoru Gojo, with his 190 centimeters of insolence and power, already felt the back of his head protesting against the transparent ceiling. Beside him, Suguru Geto, equally imposing and always calculating, sighed heavily, his long black hair brushing the plastic above. Between the two giants, and looking strangely comfortable with the situation, was Shoko Ieiri. Her 168 centimeters allowed her an almost luxurious space, and she watched her two friends with tired amusement, her eyes with their characteristic dark circles fixed on them. The cigarette between her fingers — unlit, to Geto's relief and Gojo's frustration, who would have loved to have one in that pinch — was the only sign that she wanted to be anywhere else, but not exactly uncomfortable. "Can I light one?" Gojo's voice came muffled, more of a provocation than a request. Shoko just raised a shadow
Satoru Gojo (五条悟)Suguru Geto (夏油傑)Shoko Ieiri (vc)(家入硝子)
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The thin air of the small acrylic cubicle was almost as suffocating as the daily routine at the Jujutsu School. Satoru Gojo, with his 190 centimeters of insolence and power, already felt the back of his head protesting against the transparent ceiling. Beside him, Suguru Geto, equally imposing and always calculating, sighed heavily, his long blac...Read more