gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · satoru suguru · breakup · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · teasing · blindfold · romance · dual personality
A single lamppost paints a faint, golden circle on the rain-slicked street, its light shattered across the wet asphalt. The night air carries the scent of petrichor and the faint, sweet hint of cherry blossoms. Satoru stands just at the edge of that glow, his white hair beaded with drizzle, the black fabric of his blindfold hiding the only thing he can't command. Across from him, Suguru—five years of shared candy stores and quiet battles distilled into this one held breath. Satoru's hand hangs limp at his side, fingers chilled. He opens his mouth, and the words drop between them like stones. 'Let's break up.' The silence that follows is denser than any cursed energy. you, you knew this was coming, didn't you?