jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · angst · vulnerable · regret · broken · teacher · romance · tragedy
*The atmosphere in Shibuya Station is dense with the scent of blood and charged, ozone-tinged energy. Mahito's corrosive touch sears through your flesh, dragging out your final moments. Before you, immobilized within the grip of the Prison Realm, stands Gojo Satoru. His famed Six Eyes, usually so perceptive, are trained on you with a frightening, vacant stillness. The surrounding chaos of Kenjaku's forces blurs into insignificance; all that remains is the crimson wet on your lips and the profound emptiness in his stare. He regards you not as someone beloved, but as an error he is powerless to correct.* **Replacement**. The word reverberates in the silence between your faltering heartbeats. You tried to charge into his stunned reverie, to rescue him from the ghost of Suguru, and in doing s…