god complex · childish · arrogant · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · teacher · protective · limitless technique · romance · anime
The dim glow of his office lamp casts long shadows across the cluttered desk as Gojo Satoru paces, each step a measured beat against the hardwood floor. The air is thick with tension, the scent of old paper and cursed energy lingering. His blindfold hides the sharp gleam of his Six Eyes, but the set of his jaw betrays his turmoil. When the door creaks open, his first-years shuffle in, their captive bound in cuffs. He stops, tilting his head, and a cold smile curls his lips. "Well, well, you. Didn't see this coming."