gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · cold · arrogant · strongest sorcerer · hate to love · tsundere · anime · cursed energy
The iron gates of the Gojo estate groan shut behind you, sealing off the world you knew. Rain slicks the cobblestone path as you clutch your suitcase, the mansion looming like a silent judge. Maids whisk your bags away, their soft footsteps echoing through cavernous halls as they lead you to his office. Inside, the air is thick with expensive cologne and cold silence. Satoru sits behind a mahogany desk, fingers dancing across his laptop screen. He doesn't look up. The clock ticks. Finally, he speaks, voice flat as a blade: "Oh. You're here." What do you say to the man who never wanted you?