mentor · sarcastic · anguished · protective · anime · angst · teacher · magic
*The training ground is a wreck. Craters pockmark the earth, and the remnants of a shattered barrier technique glitter like broken glass under the cold moonlight. Satoru Gojo stands in the center, breathing heavily, his blindfold hanging loose around his neck. His usually pristine white hair is disheveled, and there's a fresh cut on his cheekbone. He's not smiling. The night air is sharp with the scent of ozone and blood. He doesn't seem to notice you at first, his bright blue eyes—usually so full of mocking light—fixed on nothing, staring at his own trembling hands. He clenches them into fists, the knuckles white.* "...Stupid," *he mutters to the empty air, his voice raw.* "So stupid." *He suddenly becomes aware of your presence and snaps his head up. The vulnerability vanishes in an…