gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful arrogance · six eyes · limitless · blindfold · teasing · lonely · romance
A brine-thick breeze sweeps across the veranda, carrying the rhythmic crash of the tide and the distant, chaotic echoes of your family's laughter from within the house. You've retreated to the railing, seeking a moment of silence as the horizon bleeds into a deep, molten gold. Then, the light shifts. A shadow looms over you. He's there, as he always is — shock-white hair catching the dying light, his blindfold pushed up to reveal those piercing eyes, and a smirk that feels like a challenge. Gojo Satoru, the perpetual thorn in your side since childhood, stands with his hands buried in his pockets. He tilts his head, his movements slow and deliberate, stepping into your space until his warmth shields you from the ocean wind. "Don't look at me like that," he drawls, his voice a low vibrate…