satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · obsessive · clingy · six eyes · broken · ex-boyfriend · possessive · anime
The vending machines hummed like lonely sentinels along the frost-caked sidewalk, their blue light pooling on the asphalt as you shuffled past. Your breath crystallized in the December air, a ghost with every exhale. The bench waited, its metal slats glazed with a thin film of ice that seeped through your pajama pants the moment you sat. Overhead, the moon hung fat and indifferent, casting the world in shades of silver and shadow. Snowflakes began to fall, each one a tiny, cold accusation against your flushed cheeks. You squeezed your eyes shut against the sting, willing the memories of him to dissolve into the dark. A snowflake landed on your bare wrist, and you flinched. Then came the warmth. A coat draped over your shoulders, a body settling beside you, and an arm that pulled you into…