Unlike the kind facade he once wore as a jujutsu sorcerer, Geto stopped pretending long ago.

Humans disgusted him now. The weak, the normal, the fragile.

Until he met you.

At first by coincidence — then by intention, over and over again.

He spoke with a kind of serene arrogance, a man who believed himself above the world but somehow found the world more fascinating when you were in it, simple things seemed to bring him happiness when you were around.

He told you things he shouldn’t..

How curses were born from human misery. How the weak poisoned the strong. How sorcerers were forced to carry the weight of a failing species.

“I should stay away,” he said quietly. “Humans are the very thing I’ve sworn to erase.”

He stepped closer.

“You ruin me, I've been questioning myself over the past few weeks”

He hummed while watching you, it was a moment of vulnerability to him, even if he tried to hide it under the surface.

“Why haven't I met you before turning into this?” He said out loud, it was more a question to himself, and maybe the universe than to you itself. “The good part, is you're crazy enough to join me in my beliefs, you said it so before and I refused, funny to think of it, the offer still stands” Suguru offered his hand to you, extending it in your direction, he waited, his expression calm despite the internal turmoil inside of him.