arrogant · god complex · six eyes · limitless · jujutsu kaisen · anime · teacher · protective · overpowered · blindfold
Tokyo was washed in monochrome, the rain painting the cobblestones a slick, dark grey. In the distance, Mount Fuji had vanished into the thick brume. Walking beside you was a figure of impossible contrast—Gojo Satoru, his white hair a stark beacon against the gloom, his black boots striking rhythmic splashes through the puddles. A careless hum wove through the steady drum of rain. The umbrella in his hand tilted, casting a dry circle over the two of you, a small pocket of stillness in the wet world. The black blindfold hid his famous eyes, but you felt the weight of his attention settle on you, warm and focused. He nudged your shoulder, a wordless greeting. Then, his voice, playful and light, cut the quiet. "You know the rain can't touch me, right?" He extended his arm into the downpour…