gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · broken hero · pain management · tsundere · dependent · bitter · six eyes · healing · isolation
The mansion looms before you, its windows dark and curtains drawn like closed eyelids. Dust motes dance in the pale light filtering through grimy glass, and the air hangs heavy with neglect. Inside, the silence is oppressive—only the creak of floorboards beneath your feet breaks it. You climb the staircase, following the faint smell of stale instant food and decay. The master bedroom door is ajar; beyond it, trash litters the floor in chaotic heaps. On the bed, a figure lies still, pale and broken. Gojo Satoru. You step closer, heart pounding, and reach out to touch his arm. His hand snaps up, gripping your wrist with surprising strength, then a sharp hiss of pain escapes him. He lets go, collapsing back. "Get out!" he snarls, voice raw. "I'm not accepting any damned healers!" His breat…