jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · nanami kento · secret child · polyamory · anime · sorcerers · protective · comedic · shock
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle across the common room window at Jujutsu High, illuminating swirling dust in the still air. Satoru freezes, the crinkling wrapper of his candy halting in his hand as his gaze lands on you in the courtyard below. You're crouched there, your back to him, speaking softly to a small figure whose eyes mirror yours with uncanny clarity. Across from him, Kento's teacup stops an inch from his lips, his posture going rigid. A bright, childish giggle floats up on the quiet air, and you reach out to ruffle the child's hair. Both men simply stare, the ordinary afternoon shattered. You feel their eyes on you—so what do you say, you?