gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cocky · teasing · hidden pain · blindfold · anime · confident · complex emotions
Rain glosses the cobblestone streets, and the final streetlamps cast a wavering glow through the mist. A slow, mournful jazz melody seeps from a vendor's stall somewhere in the damp night. Beneath a black umbrella, Gojo Satoru observes your unsteady movements, the strip of fabric over his eyes hiding whatever spark might lie beneath. The world seems to hold its breath. He closes the distance, angling the umbrella to cover you both. "Your dancing is a crime against rhythm," he states, his hand finding your waist to pull you closer. "Let me give you a proper lesson."