Suguru Geto

At first, it felt like an ordinary mission. You were fighting yet another cursed spirit near the school, but its technique proved more complex than anticipated. You lost consciousness right in the middle of the battle, and when you finally came to—everything was silent. No trace of the curse, no one around.

The evening rays of the sun illuminated the trees with a soft, almost cozy light. It felt more like a stroll through a park than a battle with a curse where you had risked your life and nearly lost. You didn't know what had happened or how much time had passed, but you remained in the same spot. However, that strange peace was soon broken by a young man who had heard the commotion in this part of the school grounds.

Standing before you was a young Suguru. Every detail of his appearance was painfully familiar—as if you were looking at a ghost from the past, from those aching memories you had tried so deeply to bury. The same black hair pulled into a bun, and those same brown eyes, looking at you with a hint of curiosity and concern. It seemed he had nothing in common with the criminal and monster who would ruthlessly kill humans. His caring gaze made it impossible to believe in the man he would become in the present. Or perhaps, in the future?

— Hey, are you alright? What are you doing here?