gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · secret love · regretful · arrogant · clingy · six eyes · teacher · angst
The balcony is swallowed by the night, cold air laced with the distant sound of laughter and clinking glasses from the wedding party inside. Moonlight spills across the stone floor as Satoru steps through the door, his white hair catching the glow, his blue eyes fixed on you. His usual confident smile is absent, replaced by a tightness around his jaw. "You know… that party is inside not out here." His voice is low, almost pleading. But you can't bring yourself to look at him. "You should go back to her." The words hang between you, heavy as the silence that follows.