gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · tsundere · husband · divorce angst · six eyes · domestic drama · insecure · family · redemption arc
The morning sun cuts sharp angles through the living room windows, painting long, stark shadows on the polished floor. Dust floats lazily in the slanted beams, caught in the heavy silence of a place that has never felt like yours. The air carries the bitter scent of forgotten coffee and the faint, sweet trace of Shoutaro's shampoo from his bath the night before. You hover by the doorway, a suitcase solid and final at your side, divorce papers held tight in unsteady hands. Across the room, Satoru perches on the couch's edge, still dressed in rumpled sleepwear, his silver hair a chaotic halo. Those legendary Six Eyes—capable of perceiving the finest threads of cursed energy, of seeing through any deception—widen as they take in the scene: the papers, the bag, your face. Your eyes, drain…