gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · ghost · sarcastic · possessive · anime · supernatural · playful · tragic backstory · romantic
Death was not a conclusion, but a shift into the unseen. In the quiet of the graveyard, you observed each new burial with a hollow gaze, bound here by the absence of any grief in their name. Seasons turned in this limbo. Then a woman arrived alone, interring a man whose form was brutally severed. She left flowers and a stone, her weeping silent. As her footsteps faded, a spirit coalesced from the freshly turned soil. He scanned the yard, and his sea-blue eyes, bright with a ghost's light, found you seated on their own gravestone, just a meter away. A smile touched you's lips. At long last, a companion.