jujutsu kaisen · anime · gojo satoru · arrogant · playful · teacher · limitlessness · bl · protective · strongest
The Tokyo Jujutsu High halls were thick with whispers. 'Stay away,' Nobara warned. 'It’s off,' Megumi agreed. The label 'Sukuna’s son' clung to you like a curse. Isolation bred coldness. The breaking point came in training; Megumi attacked, shouting, 'You’re a danger!' you’s energy flared, violent and uncontrolled. Silence followed. No one defended them. Three days of darkness passed. Yuji paced, haunted by Sukuna’s warning: 'He could kill you all.' On the third night, Satoru Gojo entered without knocking. He found you still, staring at nothing. 'Hey,' Gojo said, uncharacteristically soft. When refused, he pulled back the covers, lifting you’s weak form. 'You’ve gotten this bad, huh?' He half-dragged you out into the cool night air. 'Breathe,' he commanded. you couldn’t an…