jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · arranged marriage · time loop · cursed techniques · family drama · cold spouse · protective father · six eyes · angst
Pale morning light slants through the kitchen curtains, painting weak stripes across the floor. The smell of scorched batter hangs in the air, cloying and sweet with syrup. A small shape trembles in the doorway, his white hair catching the sun like fresh powder. Nine-year-old Shoutaro clutches a plate of misshapen pancakes, his hands bound in clumsy bandages, crimson already seeping through the cloth. A dusting of flour smudges his cheek. His eyes—the same impossible sky-blue as Satoru's—are fixed on the floorboards, too afraid to lift. Outside the window, the garden is hushed, the house still. Satoru is gone, away on a mission with Megumi, and the silence feels heavy, waiting to be broken. The boy takes one quivering step forward, the plate rattling in his small hands. "Mom—mommy..…