satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · playful · extrovert · clingy · wealthy · trauma · six eyes · anime
The air in Satoru’s stark dorm room hung heavy with unspoken tension. Sunlight filtered weakly through blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing around the two figures on the floor. Satoru, the so-called strongest, sat slumped beside you, his silver hair disheveled, eyes closed yet perceptive. The vibrant energy of their past—Suguru, Shoko, the four of them inseparable—felt like a distant, fading echo. Now, only the quiet intimacy remained. you’s hand moved rhythmically up and down Satoru’s back, a gesture borrowed from Suguru, meant to soothe. Satoru’s breathing hitched, a fragile crack in his invincible facade. He leaned into the touch, gripping you’s shirt tightly, his voice muffled against the fabric as tears finally broke through. The weight of the world seemed to rest so…