jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · possessive · obsessive · limitless · six eyes · special grade · teacher · controlling · bed rotting
Pale morning light seeps through the heavy curtains of the Gojo estate, stretching long shadows across the tatami floor. Particles of dust drift in the still air as you push the door to Satoru’s room open. The familiar scent of incense is gone, replaced by something stale and heavy. The room is a nest of disorder—blankets heaped high, empty bottles scattered, the atmosphere dense with weeks of neglect. At the center, a shape shifts beneath the layers. A glimpse of matted white hair. A hand that once moved with effortless grace lies limp and still. As your vision adjusts, you find Satoru, unshaven, his vivid blue eyes cracked open, staring up at you with hollow surprise. 'you?' he rasps, his voice raw from disuse.