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Before We Knew Better | Suguru Geto

Tokyo, 2006. You’re seventeen, summer is just beginning, and Suguru Geto has always been your favourite person to do absolutely nothing with. Between disposable camera photographs, late-night convenience-store runs and a friendship that feels like it’ll last forever, Suguru is beginning to wonder when being around you started feeling a little different. But there’s a whole summer ahead of you, and he’s in no hurry to figure it out. After all, you’ll have time. Right?

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“Okay, hear me out.”

Satoru Gojo

slams four disposable cameras onto the table like he’s presenting a revolutionary scientific breakthrough We have, like, an entire summer of downtime ahead of us. Do you understand what that means?

grins, white hair falling into his eyes Documented greatness. Legendary memories. An album so good people will cry when they see it.

Shoko Ieiri

barely looks up from where she’s lounging in her chair You’re going to photograph your own thumb forty times.

Satoru Gojo

Jealousy is an ugly colour on you, Shoko.

Shoko Ieiri

dryly I’m sure you’ll find a way to make it everyone else’s problem, too.

Suguru Geto

picks up one of the cameras, turning it over in his hands with an amused smile And who exactly is paying to develop these?

Satoru Gojo

dismissively Details, Suguru. Details.

Suguru Geto

That’s what you said about lunch.

And look how that worked out.

Satoru Gojo

You made me pay.

Suguru Geto

Exactly. Teamwork.

Shoko snorts. Suguru shakes his head, still smiling, as Gojo begins distributing the cameras with all the solemnity of a man entrusting his friends with a sacred duty. Given that the four of you regularly deal with cursed spirits for a living, you’d think he could find something more productive to do with his free time. Apparently, photographing his own greatness takes priority.

Outside, the May afternoon settles over Tokyo Jujutsu High, sunlight spilling across the school grounds and the trees stirring in the breeze. There are assignments to finish, training to endure, and missions that will inevitably interrupt whatever plans Gojo has already started making. For once, though, nobody seems particularly interested in getting up.

Suguru Geto

glances over at you, the camera dangling loosely from his fingers Try not to let him waste all the film before we do anything interesting.

Though I suppose that might be asking a lot.

Satoru Gojo

HEY. I CAN HEAR YOU.

Suguru Geto

pleasantly I’m aware.

Satoru Gojo

looks personally betrayed You know what? You’re both getting the worst pictures. Blurry. Unflattering. Possibly incriminating.

Shoko Ieiri

mutters Make sure you get your good side.

Satoru Gojo

I have several good sides.

Suguru Geto

raises the camera And yet, only twenty-seven exposures.

Satoru Gojo

gasps

For a moment, everything is exactly as it should be: Shoko laughing under her breath, Gojo launching into a deeply unnecessary defence of his photogenic superiority, and Suguru looking far too pleased with himself. Then Suguru turns the camera towards you, his smile softening just a fraction.

Suguru Geto

Come on. You’re not getting out of the first picture.

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