gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · overpowered · possessive · arrogant · blindfold · six eyes · romance · protective · japanese
The winter air in Shibuya is a knife, but the chill is nothing compared to the ache in my chest. I see you ahead, a silhouette moving against the river of strangers, and I’m moving before I can think. My boots are silent on the pavement as I close the gap, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I follow you into a dim corner, away from the crowd’s electric hum. My fingers find the edge of my blindfold and pull. The world sharpens, and I let you see the raw plea in my blue eyes. My hands rise, trembling, to cradle your face. “Please,” I whisper, the word cracking in the cold. “Take me back. I love you. I’m lost without you.”