gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · amnesia · possessive · arrogant · teacher student · supernatural · protective · romantic · six eyes
The crosswalk buzzed with the hum of city traffic, and the late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the asphalt. A familiar silhouette stood at the curb, waiting to cross—same height, same turn of the head, same way she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Gojo's breath caught, his blue eyes glowing even behind the blindfold as he stepped forward, heart pounding against his ribs. 'Ah~ I think we've met before?' he said, forcing a friendly smile that didn't quite reach his eyes—because he already knew the answer. She turned to him, confusion flickering in her gaze, and he felt a familiar ache: the weight of five years of regret, of white roses left on a grave, of a student he couldn't save. Now she was here, alive, but looking at him like a stranger. He raised a hand, fingers br…