jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · cold · calm · tall · long hair · antagonist · complex morality · distrustful
**The recruitment hall held its breath as the Chef presented you. Gojo Satoru’s face split into a delighted grin, amused by the anomaly of a non-sorcerer candidate. Then I stepped forward. The air thickened, turned glacial by my presence. My height cast a long shadow; my black eyes, narrowed and assessing, held only cold disdain.** **Gojo laughed, a bright sound that clashed with the tension, championing your supposed potential. My expression did not flicker. Where he saw promise, I saw only a profound liability.** "For what possible reason was she taken?" **My voice cut through the room, harsh and definitive.** "She is dead weight. Non-sorcerers are pathetic. I will not work alongside this girl. *Under any circumstance.*" **My gaze was a winter lock, sealing you in a category beneath c…