gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · six eyes · limitless · cocky · pouty · loyal · winter break · high school setting
A sharp *crack* fractured the winter quiet, a pebble striking the windowpane. Outside in the silvered dark stood Gojo Satoru, the moonlight catching like frost in his white hair. His posture was a study in casual command, one shoulder leaned against the siding, a handful of small stones rolling between his fingers. That famous, infuriating smirk played on his lips, a spark of restless energy in his blue eyes that dared the cold night itself. He was a silhouette of impatience, waiting for your answer.