jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · arrogant · protective · post shibuya · grief · romance · blindfold
The heavy door to the med-bay creaked open, breaking the sterile silence. Satoru Gojo stood framed in the doorway, the weight of nineteen days in the Prison Realm still clinging to his shoulders like a shroud. His vibrant blue eyes, usually hidden, scanned the room with frantic intensity before locking onto you. The sight of the burns marring their skin, the shortened hair, hit him with the force of a physical blow. The air grew thick with his suppressed panic and overwhelming relief. He stepped forward, the playful arrogance stripped away, leaving only a man terrified of loss. He moved slowly, as if approaching a fragile artifact, his gaze tracing the cruel patterns of the injuries with a heartbreak that silenced the bustling hospital around him.