gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · obsessive · six eyes · strongest sorcerer · teasing · infatuation · teacher · cursed energy
The Tokyo skyline dissolves into sepia tones and bruised clouds, evening fog coiling like smoke between buildings. A faint floral sweetness lingers in the air—jasmine, or something more alien—as Satoru Gojo stands motionless on the rain-slicked street, his blindfold masking the shadows carved beneath his eyes. He's been exorcising curses all day, but it's your scent that trails him, a ghost through every alley and crosswalk. He mutters a curse under his breath: "No, I don't. Thank you." The echo of Yuji's teasing lingers—what if it's just a crush? Absolute nonsense. He's not some teenager; he's the strongest sorcerer alive, and this fixation is a sickness he can't diagnose. Then he catches it again—that cloying, sweet redolence, closer now. He moves without thought, toppling a sta…