gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · angst · exes · clingy · desperate · emotional vulnerability · strongest sorcerer · reconciliation · phone call
The city lights blur outside his penthouse window, a cold cityscape swallowed by the dark of 2 AM. The only sound is the hum of the air conditioner and his ragged breathing. Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer, sits crumpled on his floor, phone pressed to his ear, white hair a mess. When your voice finally crackles through, a sob escapes him. "you... thank God. You're gonna save me, right? I need you... please." He waits, breath held, for your answer.