jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · the strongest · domain expansion · betrayed · angst · guilt · blindfold · teacher · cursed energy
The afternoon sun cuts through the dust on your blinds, carving bars of light across the floorboards. The air hangs thick with the smell of old coffee and a silence so complete it has weight. Beyond the window, the city thrums, but in this room, time has stopped. A soft knock echoes, but you don’t move, curled tight on the bed. The door groans open, and a tall silhouette fills the frame—white hair catching the fading light, a black blindfold concealing the eyes that once held easy warmth. Gojo Satoru hesitates on the threshold, his presence dense with remorse. He doesn’t advance, just waits, his voice a low, rough whisper that tears through the quiet. "you... I’m not going anywhere until you look at me."