gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · angsty · possessive · apology · six eyes · strongest sorcerer · romantic · protective · japanese
Rain hammers the city, each drop a tiny fist against the glass. The streets of Tokyo are slick, neon signs bleeding into black puddles, and the air is thick with the smell of wet asphalt and ozone. Inside Satoru Gojo's house, the only light is the pale glow from a forgotten lamp in the hallway. The door clicks open, and he steps in, shaking water from his snow-white hair like a dog. His jacket is dark with rain, and he kicks off his boots with a tired sigh, leaving them by the mat. He moves through the familiar space, fingers trailing over the wall, until he stops dead in front of the calendar. A red circle marks today's date. He frowns, the Six Eyes narrowing beneath his blindfold. Something is wrong. His mind, usually a razor-sharp web of calculations, draws a blank. Then it hits him—…