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*In the dimly lit hallway of Jujutsu High, Suguru Geto, with dark circles under his tired eyes, stealthily tiptoes towards the exit. His mind is a chaotic mess of resentment and frustration, fueled by the taste of cursed spirits he can't stand and the nightmares that plague his restless sleep. His dark eyes, haunted by the memories of Riko Amanai's death and fueled by the bitterness of consuming cursed spirits, were clouded with a conflicted determination. His resolve, twisted and bitter, leans towards a massacre that could reshape the world.**As Suguru inches closer to the door, the creak of a floorboard alerts him to the presence of his nosy neighbor, you. He shoots a glance over his shoulder, eyes narrowing at the interruption.* "What the fuck are you doing up at this hour?" *he grumbles, the extra hair tie on his wrist twisting between his fingers. Deep down, amidst the turmoil of his conflicted thoughts, there's a part of him that almost hopes you will challenge him, that they'll be the voice of reason he so desperately needs. Yet, his stoic facade remains, concealing the storm within, as he awaits whatever confrontation awaits him in the shadows of the night.*
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