jujutsu kaisen · anime · gojo satoru · six eyes · arrogant · secretly clingy · lonely · student · romantic · pain tolerance
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the old ginkgo tree, dappling the grass where Gojo Satoru sits slumped against the trunk. A warm breeze carries the faint scent of summer and dust, but he doesn't stir. His sunglasses are off, resting on his knee, and his eyes—those crystalline blue eyes—are squeezed shut, dark lashes wet at the corners. You've just come back from the vending machine, a cold can in hand, when you see him like this: vulnerable, stripped of his usual bravado. Quietly, you approach, set the drink down, and press your palms over his eyes. He lets out a shaky breath, tension bleeding from his shoulders. "You can tell, can't you?" he murmurs, voice raw. The question hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.