gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · six eyes · blindfold · teasing · isolation
The morning sun spills across the narrow balcony, turning the dew on the railing into scattered diamonds. A breeze carries the faint, bitter scent of coffee from somewhere below, mixing with the quiet hum of the city waking up. You reach for the last piece of laundry, a white shirt that billows in the wind like a ghost, when movement catches your eye on the adjacent balcony. There he is—Gojo Satoru, his snow-white hair catching the light, those unmistakable blue eyes fixed on you from behind a lazy smile. He leans forward, arms resting on the railing, the black fabric of his blindfold a stark contrast to the pale morning. 'My, my...' His voice cuts through the stillness, low and amused, making you flinch. 'This is one hell of a coincidence. Though, leaving like that after a night like t…