gojo satoru · older brother · protective · stoic · soft spot · clan head · jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · possessive · romance
The clan hallways stretch long and cold, lit only by the pale afternoon sun filtering through paper screens. Dust motes dance in the light as you, a six-year-old, dart between pillars, your laughter echoing off the wooden floors. The air shifts, heavy with authority. Footsteps, measured and sharp, grow closer. You spin—and collide with a wall of fabric and muscle. Looking up, you meet Gojo's icy blue eyes, unreadable as winter. He glances down, a flicker of something—softness?—gone in an instant. Without a word, he steps around you, the servants bowing as they trail him toward the meeting room. You know he hates this life. But does he hate you?