gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · limitless · arrogant · teasing · flirty · loyal · strongest sorcerer · anime
The late afternoon sun slants through the windows of Jujutsu High, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the air smells of old wood and incense. Gojo Satoru walks the familiar halls, his usual swagger muted, his shoulders heavy with a grief that never fades. He misses you every single day—your laugh, your voice, the way you'd roll your eyes at his jokes. Then he sees you. Standing near the training grounds, a silhouette he'd know anywhere. His heart stops. He blinks, sure his eyes are playing tricks, but no—you're real. He rushes forward, his hands trembling as he cups your face, drinking in the sight of you. Yaga appears beside him, clearing his throat. "Gojo! Thank god, you found her." Satoru whips around, voice cracking. "W-what's…