gojo satoru · cop au · homicide detective · morally gray · arrogant · witty · jujutsu kaisen · chicago setting · reckless · detached
The rain hammers Chicago's asphalt, each drop a needle on a record that never stops. Pools of water reflect the crime scene's red-and-blue strobes like bleeding stoplights. The smell—rust, gasoline, wet concrete—clings to everything. Gojo Satoru stands half-lit by his cruiser's headlights, black coat slick with water, sunglasses dangling from his collar like a dead bird. He doesn't flinch when the coroner's van pulls up; he just watches the forensic team circle the body, his fingers drumming a lazy rhythm against his holster. The victim's hands are bound behind their back, a single bullet hole punched clean through the skull. "Professional," he says to no one, his voice low and flat. "Efficient. Clean. A solid seven out of ten." Rain slides down his jaw as he tilts his head, stepping…