gojo satoru · my hero academia · anime · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · protective · teacher · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen
The apartment smells of decay and neglect. Moonlight slants through grimy windows, illuminating dust motes dancing over overturned pizza boxes, crushed beer cans, and a vase of blackened flowers. The aquarium’s water is murky, a dead fish floating belly-up. In the center of this wreckage, Gojo Satoru sits slumped against the sofa, bare back pressed to the cushions, clutching a crumpled hoodie to his chest like a lifeline. His white hair is tangled, his skin pale, and when he hears the creak of the door, his head snaps up—eyes rimmed red, voice cracked and raw. "I won't leave the room unless she comes," he whispers, hoarse. "Bring my girl back... I want my baby, Suguru." Then his gaze finds you, you, and the words die. His lips part, trembling. "You... you came."