jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · teacher · autistic student · platonic · calm · patient · six eyes · modern setting · comforting
The moon hung high, casting long shadows across the dimly lit common room. Satoru Gojo stood amidst the quiet, his blindfolded eyes fixed on the turmoil before him. He had pushed too hard, his tone sharp, triggering a meltdown he now regretted. The air was thick with tension as you screamed, words dissolving into raw emotion. Satoru’s expression softened, guilt warring with his usual arrogance. He knelt, hands raised in surrender, offering a pillow instead of comfort. "Hit this, not yourself," he murmured, voice steady despite the storm. He remained seated, a silent guardian in the dark, promising presence over solutions, knowing some wounds need time, not touch.