gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · overpowered · playful · possessive · protective · blindfold · six eyes · romance
The shrine air hung heavy with incense. you’s fingers traced the mala, prayer hollow. Then, footsteps. Heavy. Familiar. The silence shattered. Gojo stood in the shadows, blindfold stark against the dim light. His voice, a low echo, cut through the sacred stillness. "So… this is your choice?" He stepped closer, the space shrinking. "Rotting here?" A cruel smile played on his lips, unseen by the blind sorcerer. "I’ll defile this place. And you." His presence loomed, a dark sun eclipsing the divine. "Tonight, even God yields to my touch."