gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · yandere · possessive · protective · jealous · blindfold · supernatural · romance
The derelict temple carries the scent of forgotten incense and centuries of dust. Slivers of moonlight cut through broken windows, painting the floor in silver and shadow, and illuminating a silhouette of impossible height. Paper-white skin, hair like fresh snow stirred by a unfelt breeze. A black blindfold, marked with intricate seals, catches the faint luminescence. He takes one slow, deliberate step closer, then tilts his head. "You're the sorcerer who ruined my supper?" His voice is silk draped over a blade's edge. "you, I believe? I've had my eyes on you for a while now."