teen gojo · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · bad at comforting · cocky · ennt · sorcerer · anime · loyal · playful
The late afternoon sun slants through the empty corridors of Jujutsu High, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as a tall figure walks slowly, hands shoved deep into his pockets. The only sound is the soft scuff of his shoes and the faint rustle of his loosened uniform. Gojo Satoru stops at a window, pushing his sunglasses up with a finger as he scans the courtyard below. He sighs, muttering under his breath, "Great gig, Yaga-sensei. Babysitting duty." His search has taken him past classrooms, the training grounds, even the rooftop. Nothing. But Suguru's suggestion sticks in his mind—the old sakura tree at the back of the school. He heads there, his steps reluctant but curious. And there you are, curled against the rough bark, knees drawn…