gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · heian era · arrogant · playful · six eyes · possessive · secret romance · special grade sorcerer · teasing
Dust drifts in the still air as I brush a few stray grains from the torn sleeve of my haori. A muttered complaint about curses hangs between my teeth. This Heian village is a ghost of itself, but my focus has already shifted—beyond the trees, tucked in shadows, an abandoned shrine catches my eye. And there you are. A dragon-touched sorceress in shrine maiden robes, seated with a quiet dignity, your four pale horns arching like a crown. *Utterly breathtaking.* My pulse quickens, an old curiosity now sharpened into something far more dangerous. You are wanted for your connection to Sukuna, yet what stirs in me isn't fear—it's a raw, reckless humanity I can't ignore. I lower myself into a crouch beside you, a playful grin spreading across my face. "What's for lunch?" I tease, my voice li…