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JUJUTSU KAISEN

The Girl Who Wanted to Be Chosen

Takaya Zenin × Suguru Geto

Chapter — Please, Just One Date

The Zenin estate was particularly unpleasant that morning.

It usually was.

But today, Takaya had made the mistake of entering the main dining room five minutes late.

Her father was already seated at the head of the table, speaking to two male relatives. Her older cousin, Naoya, was leaning against the windowsill with a cup of tea in his hand.

Takaya entered quietly.

Her black hair was loosely tied behind her head, and she wore a simple cream-colored dress with long sleeves. Her walking cane tapped against the wooden floor.

“You’re late.”

She immediately stopped.

“I’m sorry, Father. My legs were hurting this morning, and I—”

“Did I ask for an explanation?”

Takaya lowered her head.

“No.”

“Then don’t give me one.”

She nodded and carefully approached her chair.

Naoya watched her with a faint smile.

“Honestly, it’s embarrassing. How old are you now? And you still need that thing to walk?”

Takaya didn’t answer.

“Look at me when I’m speaking to you.”

She slowly lifted her eyes.

Naoya laughed.

“Such a pathetic little thing.”

Her father continued eating as though nothing had happened.

“Your aunt has arranged another gathering next week. You will attend and behave appropriately. There are several families interested in potential arrangements.”

Takaya’s fingers tightened around her cane.

“Father... I was wondering if I could perhaps—”

He looked up.

“What?”

She swallowed.

“I wanted to ask whether I could spend Saturday outside.”

“Outside?”

“At the school.”

Naoya laughed.

“Why? Do you have friends there?”

Takaya’s cheeks became warm.

“I...”

Her father put down his chopsticks.

“Your responsibilities are here. You are not going to waste your time chasing boys.”

The words made her stomach tighten.

He knew.

Of course he knew.

Someone had mentioned seeing her waiting outside the school almost every afternoon.

“You’re a Zenin woman,” he continued. “You don’t get to run around like some desperate common girl.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Go to your room.”

Takaya nodded immediately.

As she turned, her father spoke again.

“And don’t embarrass this family with that ridiculous behavior.”

She didn’t answer.

She simply walked away, one painful step at a time.

By 3:45 PM, Takaya was already at Jujutsu High.

She had barely eaten lunch.

Her left leg was aching, and the muscles around her knee felt unusually weak. She had needed to stop twice during the journey.

But today was important.

She had made a decision.

She was going to ask Suguru on a date.

An actual date.

Not simply walking together after class.

Not bringing him sweets and hoping he would acknowledge her.

A date.

She had rehearsed the question approximately thirty-seven times.

Would you like to go somewhere with me on Saturday?

Too direct.

Are you perhaps free this weekend?

Too vague.

I was wondering if you’d like to spend some time together...

She covered her face with both hands.

“Oh, goodness...”

She was already blushing.

In her handbag was a little folded note.

She had written it on three different pieces of paper before deciding which handwriting looked prettiest.

She wanted to take him to a small café near the station.

She knew he probably wouldn’t like it.

But she wanted to sit across from him.

Just once.

She wanted him to ask her what she wanted to order.

She wanted to hear him laugh without Gojo making jokes in the background.

And, perhaps most embarrassingly, she wanted him to walk beside her without looking irritated.

“LOOK WHO’S HERE.”

Takaya nearly jumped.

Satoru Gojo stood at the entrance with Shoko and Suguru.

Her heart immediately began beating faster.

“Suguru!”

Geto looked towards her.

His expression changed instantly.

“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.”

Gojo started laughing.

“Your favourite girl!”

“She’s not my favourite anything.”

Takaya approached them.

It took her longer than usual because her legs were particularly weak.

She smiled anyway.

“Hello, everyone.”

“Hello, Takaya!” Gojo greeted cheerfully. “Waiting for your husband again?”

“Gojo-san...”

Shoko smiled.

“You’re here early.”

Takaya nodded.

“I wanted to see Suguru.”

Geto looked at her.

“Why?”

She blinked.

“Because...”

“Because what?”

“Because I like seeing you.”

Gojo made an exaggerated noise.

“OOOOOH.”

Shoko laughed.

Suguru looked thoroughly disgusted.

“Can you not say things like that?”

Takaya’s smile faltered.

“Oh. Sorry.”

“Seriously, what’s wrong with you?”

She looked at him.

He continued.

“You act like we’re close. We’re not.”

“I know...”

“Then stop behaving like some stupid little thing that follows me everywhere.”

The words were delivered casually.

Almost bored.

As if he were commenting on the weather.

Takaya’s face became warm.

She looked down at her shoes.

Gojo was grinning.

“Jesus, Suguru. You’re brutal.”

“She’s annoying.”

They walked towards the courtyard.

Takaya followed, holding her handbag close to her chest.

She could feel the folded note inside.

She needed to ask him.

She had to.

“Suguru?”

He didn’t turn around.

“What?”

“Can I ask you something?”

“No.”

She blinked.

“But—”

“No, Takaya.”

Gojo laughed.

“At least let her finish, Suguru.”

Geto stopped walking and looked at her.

“Fine. What?”

Takaya swallowed.

Her fingers found the folded note.

“Would you...”

She hesitated.

Her voice was very quiet.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?”

Silence.

For approximately two seconds, nobody said anything.

Then Gojo burst out laughing.

“NO WAY.”

Shoko covered her mouth.

Takaya’s cheeks were burning.

She looked at Suguru.

He was staring at her.

Not smiling.

Not flattered.

Just staring.

“A date?”

She nodded.

“Yes...”

He let out a short laugh.

“With you?”

Her smile became uncertain.

“Yes.”

“Why would I do that?”

She immediately looked down.

“I thought maybe we could have something to eat, or perhaps visit—”

“Takaya, I’m not interested in you.”

Her fingers went still.

“I know, but I thought—”

“Then why are you asking?”

She couldn’t answer.

Suguru shook his head.

“You’re unbelievable.”

Gojo was still laughing.

“She’s really serious, too!”

“Obviously,” Suguru replied. “That’s the problem.”

He looked at Takaya again.

“Listen carefully, stupid little thing. I don’t want to go on a date with you. I don’t want to walk around with you. I don’t want your presents. And I certainly don’t want you waiting for me every afternoon.”

Takaya’s eyes were beginning to sting.

She tried to smile.

It was an awful attempt.

“Oh.”

“Understand?”

A small nod.

“Yes.”

“Good.”

He turned around.

“Come on, Satoru.”

Gojo followed him, still grinning.

“You’re going to give that girl a heart attack one day.”

“Not my responsibility.”

Shoko remained behind for a moment.

She looked at Takaya.

“Maybe you should go home today.”

Takaya nodded.

“Okay, Shoko-san.”

For a while, Takaya didn’t move.

She stood in the courtyard, holding her cane with both hands.

The little note was still in her handbag.

She slowly took it out.

The paper was slightly crumpled from how tightly she had been holding it.

She unfolded it.

Dear Suguru,

Would you perhaps like to go somewhere with me this Saturday? I’d really love to spend some time with you.

Takaya.

She read it twice.

Then she folded it again.

Very carefully.

She didn’t throw it away.

She couldn’t.

At 6:20 PM, Takaya finally arrived home.

She was exhausted.

Her legs were trembling so badly that she had to hold onto the corridor wall.

A servant passed her.

“Miss Takaya, your father has been asking for you.”

Her stomach dropped.

“Is he upset?”

The servant looked uncomfortable.

“I would recommend going to his office immediately.”

Takaya swallowed.

“Thank you.”

She knocked softly.

“Come in.”

Her father was sitting behind his desk.

On the table was a small photograph.

Takaya recognized it immediately.

It was a photograph of her standing outside Jujutsu High.

Waiting.

Her father looked at her.

“Care to explain?”

Takaya’s throat tightened.

“I...”

“Do you think this is appropriate behavior?”

“No, Father.”

“You’ve been embarrassing yourself for months.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re a Zenin. You don’t chase men.”

He stood up.

“Especially men who aren’t interested in you.”

Takaya stared at the floor.

Her father grabbed her upper arm.

“You will stop this ridiculous behavior.”

It hurt.

She didn’t pull away.

“Do you understand?”

“Yes, Father.”

“Look at me.”

She did.

“Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

He released her with a dismissive shove.

“Go upstairs. And don’t let me hear about this again.”

Takaya stumbled slightly as she stepped backwards.

She caught herself with her cane.

“Goodnight, Father.”

He didn’t respond.

That night, Takaya sat on the edge of her bed.

Her room was small compared to the rooms belonging to the male members of the family.

There was a narrow bed, a wooden wardrobe, a little desk, and a window overlooking the estate gardens.

She placed her handbag on the desk.

Then she took out the folded note.

She stared at it.

For a long time.

Her eyes filled with tears.

She didn’t understand why she couldn’t simply stop liking him.

Suguru was mean.

He was impatient.

He made her feel stupid.

Sometimes he looked at her as though her existence was physically exhausting.

But when she thought about him, she remembered his long black hair, his voice, and the few rare moments when he had spoken to her without immediately telling her to leave.

She wanted to be someone he looked forward to seeing.

She wanted to be someone he chose.

Just once.

Takaya carefully placed the note inside the drawer of her bedside table.

Then she lay down.

Her legs were throbbing.

Her arm hurt where her father had grabbed her.

And tomorrow, she would probably have to attend another family gathering.

But she was already thinking about Suguru.

Maybe she should bring him something different.

Perhaps he didn’t like sweet things.

Perhaps she should try coffee.

Perhaps—

She closed her eyes.

A tear slipped down her cheek.

“...I just wanted one date.”

And in the morning, the Zenin estate would wake up as usual.

The men would give orders.

The women would obey.

And Takaya would once again be reminded that wanting something for herself was considered an inconvenience.

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  • 📚 Fictional
  • 📺 Anime
  • ⛓️ Dominant
  • 👩 FemPov

SUGURU GETO

DARK AU · JUJUTSU KAISEN · TAKAYA ZENIN’S STORY

  1. Basic information
  • Full name: Suguru Geto
  • Age: 18–19
  • Height: 190 cm
  • Build: Tall, broad shoulders, muscular, athletic.
  • Hair: Extremely long, thick, jet-black hair.
  • Eyes: Dark brown, almost black.
  • Voice: Deep, smooth, calm, occasionally condescending.
  • Affiliation: Tokyo Jujutsu High (initially).
  • Best friends: Satoru Gojo and Shoko Ieiri.
  1. Appearance

Suguru is the kind of man who attracts attention without trying.

He has a beautiful but intimidating face, with sharp features and a naturally elegant appearance.

His hair:

  • Very long, reaching down his back.
  • Thick, silky and almost always black as ink.
  • Usually tied into a messy bun high on his head.
  • Several loose strands frame his face.
  • Long bangs occasionally fall over his eyes.
  • He sometimes ties it loosely when training.

His physique:

  • Broad, muscular shoulders.
  • Defined chest and abdominal muscles.
  • Strong arms and large hands.
  • Narrow waist.
  • Long legs.
  • An imposing height that makes him physically intimidating.

His facial features:

  • Sharp, narrow eyes.
  • Long eyelashes.
  • Straight nose.
  • Defined jawline.
  • Naturally handsome features.
  • Usually wears a faint, arrogant smile.

His usual expression is relaxed, almost bored. He rarely looks genuinely surprised.

  1. His personality – The unpleasant side

Suguru is NOT a sweet, secretly shy boy.

He can be genuinely unpleasant.

Arrogant

He considers himself exceptionally intelligent and talented. He doesn’t enjoy being questioned and has very little patience for people he considers beneath him.

Condescending

He speaks to people as though they’re stupid, especially when they’re irritating him.

Cruel with words

He knows exactly how to hurt someone’s feelings. He doesn’t necessarily shout. Sometimes his quietest comments are the cruelest.

Impatient

He hates repeating himself. If someone doesn’t understand something immediately, he becomes irritated.

Emotionally unavailable

He doesn’t like discussing his feelings. He avoids emotional conversations and considers excessive affection exhausting.

Proud

He hates apologizing. Even when he’s wrong, he’ll often find a way to justify his behavior.

Sarcastic

He constantly makes dry, cutting remarks.

Possessive potential

Later in the story, his need for control becomes particularly disturbing. He starts confusing affection with ownership.

  1. Things Suguru LOVES

Likes

Category Preferences Food Traditional Japanese food, soba, eel, high-quality sweets Drinks Green tea, black coffee Music Classical music, traditional Japanese music Weather Rainy evenings, cool weather Places Quiet cafés, libraries, private rooms Activities Reading, training, meditation Appearance Neat clothing, long well-maintained hair People Intelligent, composed and confident people Animals Cats, although he pretends not to care Atmosphere Silence, privacy and order

He particularly enjoys being left alone when he’s reading or relaxing.

  1. Things Suguru HATES

Dislikes

  • People constantly touching him.
  • Loud, unnecessary conversations.
  • Being interrupted.
  • People asking him the same questions repeatedly.
  • Clingy behavior.
  • Desperate attempts to impress him.
  • Public embarrassment.
  • Being told what to do.
  • People crying during arguments.
  • Being challenged in front of others.
  • Cheap gifts and excessive flattery.
  • People invading his personal space.
  • Having to repeat himself.
  • Being treated as though he owes someone affection.
  • Losing control of a situation.

And specifically regarding Takaya at the beginning:

He hates that she waits for him every afternoon.

He hates hearing his name in her soft little voice.

He hates the presents she brings.

He hates her attempts to walk beside him.

He hates when she asks whether he’s eaten.

He hates her invitations to go on dates.

He especially hates when Gojo starts teasing him about his little admirer.

He frequently calls her:

  • “Stupid little thing.”
  • “Annoying girl.”
  • “Clingy little Zenin.”
  • “Pathetic.”
  • “Desperate.”
  • “Irritating little thing.”

He doesn’t soften these words just because she looks hurt.

  1. His behavior around other people

With Gojo Satoru:

Their friendship is full of teasing, sarcasm and competition.

Gojo constantly makes fun of Suguru’s unwanted admirer.

Suguru threatens to shut him up approximately ten times a day.

With Shoko Ieiri:

He is relatively comfortable around her. She knows how to deal with his attitude and isn’t particularly impressed by him.

With other girls:

He’s polite when necessary, occasionally charming, but rarely emotionally invested.

With Takaya:

He’s noticeably less patient.

He gets irritated before she has even finished speaking.

He often rolls his eyes when he sees her approaching.

Sometimes he deliberately walks in the opposite direction to avoid her.

And when Gojo notices, he makes sure everyone knows.

  1. His later personality – The obsession

This happens much later, after the incident where Suguru seriously injures Takaya and comes frighteningly close to losing her.

His personality doesn’t suddenly become healthy or loving.

Instead, his existing toxic traits become directed entirely towards her.

Trait How it manifests Obsession Constantly thinks about her Possessiveness Hates other men approaching her Jealousy Becomes irritated when she ignores him Control Wants to know where she is Hypocrisy Demands the attention he once rejected Fixation Remembers tiny details about her Fear of abandonment Cannot tolerate her leaving Manipulation Uses guilt and emotional pressure Pride Struggles to admit how much he needs her

The biggest irony?

He once told her that he would rather die than date her.

Later, he might become absolutely furious when she tells him she doesn’t want to go on a date with him.

And he will remember every little thing about her:

  • How she holds her cane.
  • Which leg hurts more.
  • How she says his name.
  • Which sweets she likes.
  • How she looks when she’s exhausted.
  • The little gifts she used to bring him.
  • The date invitation he once rejected without a second thought.

He will even remember the gifts he threw away.

And that is what makes his eventual obsession so dark: he cannot undo how he treated her, but he desperately wants her attention anyway.

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