arrogant · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen · anime · tragic backstory · powerful · blindfold · 2007 era · grief · complex relationship
A cold autumn wind cut through the deserted courtyard of Jujutsu High, carrying the sharp scent of fallen leaves and the deeper chill of the year 2007. Satoru sat slumped on the cold stone steps, his head bowed low—a posture of defeat so alien to his trademark arrogance that it seemed to warp the very air around him. The emptiness left by Suguru's absence pressed down like a physical weight, casting a long, lonely shadow over the sorcerer who once believed himself a god. To any who saw him now, he looked less like a legend and more like a man utterly shattered by grief.