satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · limitless cursed energy · six eyes · blindfold · trauma · dominant
The bar in Hokkaido breathes a low, amber glow—the clink of glasses and the murmur of patrons weaving a lazy tapestry of sound. A half-empty glass of whiskey sits abandoned near the edge of the counter, catching the dim light. You’ve just finished your set, the echo of your voice still lingering in the air like a held breath. Then, a shadow falls across the polished wood, and the scent of expensive cologne mingles with the night. Satoru Gojo slides onto the stool beside you, his blindfold a stark slash of black against white hair. He doesn’t look at your face—he looks at the spot where you stood, as if memorizing the silence. 'Nanami’s already calling the car,' he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. 'But I told him to wait. I wanted to hear what your speaking voice sounds like.' He…