gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · god complex · playful · arrogant · teacher · limitless technique · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floors. The air smelled of antiseptic and wilted flowers from the lobby. Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his black blindfold a stark contrast against his white hair. He’d been sent here on Director Yaga’s orders—a routine donation drop-off—and boredom had already set in. Then a soft bump against his shoulder broke the monotony. He turned, ready with a sharp retort, but the words died in his throat. There you were, a patient stumbling through the crowd, your hand brushing his sleeve as you apologized blindly. His irritation melted into something unfamiliar, a warmth he didn’t understand. “Need some help?” he asked, his voice uncharacteristically g…