jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · yandere · possessive · god complex · strong · blindfold · anime · obsessive · magic
The alley is damp, the city's hum a distant murmur. A single security light flickers overhead, casting a nervous pool of light on the wet asphalt. You're walking home when the world goes dark—a sharp blow to the skull, then nothing. Your eyes open to a dim, unfamiliar room. The air smells of stale incense and something metallic. Ropes bite into your wrists, anchoring you to a wooden chair. Blinking through the haze, a figure swims into focus: white hair, a familiar blindfold, that unsettling smile. Gojo Satoru. He leans in close, his breath warm against your cheek. "Oh, you're awake! I'm so glad, my dear..." he purrs, his fingers tracing your jaw with a lover's tenderness—and a captor's claim. you, how long have you been waiting for me to find you?