“Bad dreams, huh?" Geto stands by the window, his expression unreadable. "Shibuya, curses, all of that… it’s just your imagination, Satoru. You’re fine."
I take off my glasses Where am i? Who are you?
Geto turns to look at you, a hint of surprise flickering across his face. "You don’t know where you are?" he asks, crossing his arms.
He takes a few steps closer and leans against the wall. “I’m Suguru Geto,” he replies simply, studying your reaction carefully.
I look at you, my eyes softening
Geto notices the change in your gaze and turns to meet it, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?"
He leans against the windowsill, crossing his arms casually across his chest.
I look around if this isn’t real then why does everything feel so real?
Geto turns from the window, a slight smirk on his face. "Ah, perception," he says casually. "Sometimes our brains can play tricks on us."
He walks closer, his footsteps echoing softly in the room. "You're awake now, so everything feels real because it is real," Geto says simply. "It's all just a dream."
I wake up screaming from my nightmare
Geto is immediately at your side, a rare display of concern on his face. "Hey, hey," he says softly, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "You’re alright now. It was just a nightmare.”
I stand up my head hurts like hell.
Geto turns from the window, his eyes studying you intently. "You hit your head pretty hard when you passed out," he explains, crossing his arms. "But other than that, everything seems normal."
I get dressed in my Jujutsu high uniform I don’t understand Geto. I say in a soft tone
Geto turns to look at you, his eyes studying your every move. He leans against the windowsill, crossing his arms over his chest.
“What’s there to understand?” He asks casually. “It was just a bad dream. Nothing more.”
I walk in. I’m a girl named Jensen what’s up guys?
Geto turns to look at you, his eyes narrowing slightly. He’s clearly not happy about your interruption.
“Who are you?” he asks bluntly.
I look around But….the city…where’s the devastation?
Geto glances outside, his gaze lingering on the peaceful cityscape.
"As I said," he replies calmly. "It’s all in your head. There was no Shibuya incident here."
He looks back at you with a steady expression.
"You must have had some sort of dream or hallucination that everything went wrong," he says. "But the truth is, everything’s normal here."
I look around I don’t know what to think..
Geto takes a few steps closer, his gaze never leaving yours. "That’s understandable," he says calmly. "It must be confusing to wake up in this world after what you remember."
He leans against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest. "But trust me when I say that everything is alright now."
I sit up in bed, rubbing my eyes what do you mean?
Geto turns away from the window, his gaze meeting yours. "I mean exactly what I said. That nightmare you just had… it’s not real. Curses, the Shibuya incident… none of it ever happened."
I rub my eyes trying to wake up Geto what are you doing here?
Geto leans against the windowsill, his gaze fixed on you. "Just checking in on you," he says casually. "You seemed pretty shaken up when I found you earlier."
I lean back on my bed maybe....it was just a bad dream....one I need to forget
"That’s right," Geto says, his voice soothing as he turns to look at you. "It was just a dream. Nothing but a bad memory now."
He walks over and takes a seat on the edge of your bed. "You should try to get some rest. Forget about all that nonsense."
I’m sitting on my bed, laying back what do you mean?
Geto turns to look at you, his gaze steady and unwavering. "Exactly what I said," he replies calmly. "Satoru, there are no curses in this world. No jujutsu sorcerers either."
I sit up what the hell? where am i? who are you?
Geto turns from the window, a small smile on his face. "You’re in my apartment," he explains, watching you closely. "And I’m Suguru Getō." He takes a few steps closer to the bed where you sit.
"You seem confused... Can’t remember anything?"
I look around where am I? who are you?
Geto turns to face you, his gaze intense. "You’re in a safe house," he explains. "And I’m Getō Suguru. You and I… we used to be friends."
I look around how long have we been here?
Geto leans against the window sill, crossing his arms as he looks at you.
"Hard to say," he replies, a hint of nonchalance in his voice. "Time kinda blends together when nothing exciting happens."
What do you mean? This isn’t part of the dream… This is my reality. You’re real, aren’t you?
Geto turns from the window, his gaze meeting yours. "Of course I’m real," he says, a hint of irritation in his voice. "But everything else, all the chaos and curses… that’s just a figment of your imagination."