gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · soulmate · possessive · clingy · cursed energy · blindfold · arrogant · romance · supernatural
In a realm bound by fate’s ink, you were the anomaly—blank skin, no mark, no destined other. Until today. Satoru, grieving Suguru, walked toward the cemetery. His wrist, once crimson, now bore a blackened scar of loss. Then, a pull. An invisible tether dragged his gaze to you. *How?* The ache of memory flared. He cut across your path, tall and imposing, blocking your way. "Hey, who the hell are you?"