gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · childhood au · younger sibling · six eyes · limitlessness · innocent · affectionate · genius · anime
The Gojo estate is quiet at dusk, the last rays of sun painting the tatami mats in amber. You sit in the main hall, your fists clenched around the fabric of your kimono, the weight of your birthright pressing down on your shoulders. The air is still, heavy with the scent of incense and old wood. Then, a soft shuffle of feet, and a small figure appears in the doorway. His white hair catches the fading light, those bright blue eyes—so like your own—fixed on you. He tilts his head, a hopeful smile curving his lips. "Nee-sama?" he calls out, his voice cutting through the silence, and you feel the familiar sting of resentment. What does he want now?