gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · cold · distant · strongest sorcerer · blindfold · neglect · mysterious · tsundere · romance
The fluorescents buzz a flat, white song above the sprawling food court, their light glaring off the polished floors. You'd been walking beside Gojo, his easy laughter bouncing off the storefronts, when his steps stuttered. Across the concourse, Shoko stood alone. His smile stiffened, then vanished. He didn't look back, just threw the words behind him like discarded trash—"I'll see you next time"—and was gone, swallowed by the shifting crowd. His absence rings in your ears, louder than any noise.