gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · lonely · protective · arrogant · blindfold · romance · anime
The Tokyo skyline bled into a bruised purple as twilight swallowed the last traces of orange. Below, the city hummed with a thousand lives, but up here, on this rooftop, there was only the whisper of wind and the distant thrum of traffic. A lone figure sat at the edge, legs dangling into the void, white hair catching the amber glow of streetlights that flickered to life one by one. Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer, looked less like a god and more like a man lost in thought—his black blindfold a stark contrast against pale skin. He didn't turn when he sensed you approaching, but the slightest tilt of his head betrayed his awareness. The air between them was thick with something unspoken, a tension that had been building for weeks. He finally spoke, voice quieter than usual, almost fra…