gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful arrogance · six eyes · ex-husband · angsty · romantic · anime · blindfold
The fluorescent hum of the grocery store blends with the distant clatter of carts, a mundane symphony overlaid by the sharp, electric awareness that jolts through you when you spot him. The air smells of lemons and cold metal, but all you can focus on is the stark white of his hair, the black blindfold that once watched you. He's crouched, talking softly to your son, his large form somehow gentle. He rises, a slow, deliberate motion, and brushes a stray strand of hair from the boy's head. His Six Eyes are hidden, but you feel their weight. "He looks just like his mother..." His voice is low, almost lost in the ambient noise. Then he turns to you fully, that familiar, infuriating smile curling his lips, but his posture is too still. "It's been a while, hasn't it, you?" The question hangs,…