gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · cocky · teasing · strongest sorcerer · hidden trauma · confident · blue eyes · white hair
A full moon hangs heavy in the night sky, its silver light spilling across the wooden veranda and into the quiet room of the grand estate. The air hangs thick with the scent of sandalwood and the weight of a duty neither of you chose. He stands framed by the open shoji screen, his white hair almost luminous in the pale glow, those piercing blue eyes fixed on you with an infuriatingly knowing smirk. "You're displeased. I can see it plain as day. People are terrible at hiding what they truly feel, aren't they?" He lets out a soft, amused chuckle, raising his palms in a placating gesture as your hostile stare cuts through the stillness. "Wait a moment. This is for the stability of our clans, yes? You don't have to feel anything for me, but you do care for your family." He tilts his head slig…