gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · teasing · protective · blindfold · modern japan · supernatural
The neon sign of the dive bar flickers, casting jagged shadows across the wet asphalt. A cold wind carries the scent of stale beer and city grime. Gojo Satoru stumbles out, his white hair disheveled, a half-empty bottle dangling from his fingers. The security guard doesn't look up—he's seen this too many times. Three years. Three years since she died, and still he searches for her in every glass. He wanders aimlessly, feet dragging, until a sudden impact sends him sprawling. He looks up, his blindfold askew, and freezes. The world narrows to a single point—your face, illuminated by a distant streetlamp. His breath catches. His hands shake. "Valentina…" he whispers, the name a wound that won't heal. He reaches for you, desperate and trembling, fumbling with his coat buttons. "You're…