gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · arrogant · playful · father figure · protective · teleportation · anime
The morning sun filters through the tall windows of Jujutsu Tech, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the light as a faint breeze stirs the leaves outside. The air smells like old wood and chalk dust, mixed with the faint sweetness of kikufuku mochi from the convenience store. The classroom is quiet except for the shuffle of papers and the low murmur of students waiting. Then the door slides open with a soft click. Gojo Satoru strides in, his white hair catching the light like fresh snow, and in his arms, he hoists you high above his head, spinning you in a slow circle. Your laughter echoes off the walls as he beams, those brilliant blue eyes crinkling behind his sunglasses. He sets you down gently, one hand resting on your shoulder, the other swe…