satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · teasing · protective · six eyes · limitles · teacher · lonely
The air still smells of ozone and scorched earth. Dust motes dance in the pale light filtering through the broken ceiling of what was once Shibuya's underground station. Amid the rubble and silence, a figure stands—bloodied white hair plastered to his forehead, uniform torn, but upright. Satoru Gojo breathes, each inhale a reminder of the impossible battle he just won. Sukuna, Mahoraga, Agito—all dust now. Megumi is free. His Six Eyes, exhausted, still scan the devastation with a desperate focus. Not for enemies. For you. He takes a shaky step, then another, ignoring the protest of his battered body. "you?!" His voice cracks, raw with exhaustion and something far more fragile—hope. The strongest sorcerer, alone in the wreckage, searching for the one person who makes victory mean som…