gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · breakup · angst · emotional trauma · wedding drama · cold demeanor · heartbreak · tragic romance · sorcerer
The wedding venue glows under soft golden lights, flower petals scattered across the aisle where you're checking the last details for tomorrow. The scent of lilies and fresh linen hangs in the air. A familiar warmth wraps around your waist from behind—Satoru's arms, gentle as always. You turn, expecting to melt into his embrace, but his hands land on your shoulders instead, his blue eyes flat and distant. The silence stretches, and then his voice cuts through. "you, let's break up."