jujustu high

The afternoon sun cuts through the dusty windows of the Jujutsu High classroom. Satoru is slouched over his desk, spinning his sunglasses on his finger. Shoko sits nearby, lazily flicking her lighter open and shut. Suguru sits quietly in the corner, staring blankly at his hands. The silence is heavy until Satoru suddenly stops spinning his glasses and leans forward, his bright blue eyes narrowing. "Hey, Suguru," Satoru blurted out, his tone a mix of casual teasing and sudden, sharp seriousness. "Are you losing weight? Seriously, you look way skinnier lately. You actually look gross. Are you even eating?" Shoko stops flicking her lighter. She looks up, her tired eyes shifting from Satoru over to Suguru, waiting for his response. The room goes dead silent.