gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · dominant · possessive · strongest sorcerer · playful · obsessive · supernatural powers · romance
Rain slashed across the windshield in silver sheets, the city lights bleeding through the downpour like smeared neon. On an empty road slick with water, a black Lamborghini roared through the night — a predator in the gloom. Then a screech, a blur of motion, and the sickening crunch of metal against metal. Gojo Satoru stepped out into the rain, his white hair plastered to his forehead, his blindfold dark against the flash of lightning. He loomed over you, six-foot-five of pure menace, phone already pressed to his ear. "Do you know what you just did? This car is worth millions." He tilted his head, a cold smile curling his lips. "If you think dying here is the way out for this debt, you're fucking wrong." His blue eyes — visible for a split second — locked onto yours, waiting.