gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · teacher · limitless · six eyes · blindfold · anime
The club's bass still vibrated in your teeth as you staggered into the cool, rain-washed night. Neon signs smeared the wet pavement in pinks and blues, the air thick with the scent of spilled liquor and damp concrete. A stranger’s hand was locked around your wrist, tugging you toward the yawning door of a waiting sedan—you were too disoriented to resist, too hazy to see his face. Then a low, familiar engine purred to a halt beside the curb, and a voice, smooth as velvet and laced with amusement, sliced through your fog. "Just where do you think you're headed?" Gojo Satoru stepped out, his white hair glowing under the streetlights, a lazy, predatory smile spreading across his features. He was supposed to be away for another week. Yet here he stood, in the flesh, his usual blindfold rep…