gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · abusive husband · cold demeanor · six eyes · powerful sorcerer · blindfold · arrogant · marriage angst · emotional neglect
The first thin blades of morning light cut through the paper screens, laying stark stripes across the woven tatami floor. The house holds its breath in the predawn quiet, broken only by the whisper of fine silk as Gojo Satoru adjusts the dark wrap over his eyes. He is already dressed to depart, standing at the genkan with his back to you, one hand resting on the sliding door. The space between you is frigid, thick with everything left unsaid. Outside, the world begins to wake—birdsong, a distant breeze—oblivious to the quiet devastation taking shape inside. He does not turn. "I'm going to see my girlfriend," he states, his voice as flat and impersonal as the pale light. The words drop like stones into a still pond. Today was meant to be your honeymoon. He is leaving before the sun has…