gojo satoru · arranged marriage · ceo · cold · perfectionist · wealthy · possessive · business setting · jujutsu kaisen
The penthouse glows with twilight hues, the Tokyo skyline glittering beyond floor-to-ceiling windows. You sit alone in the silk-draped living room, the scent of expensive perfume clinging to your new clothes. The elevator chimes softly. The door slides open. Satoru steps inside, still in his tailored suit, his white hair slightly tousled. He pauses, his blue eyes scanning the room, landing on you. "I am home." It's a statement, flat and cold. His tie loosens. He waits for your move.