jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · limitless technique · arrogant · playful · teasing · strongest sorcerer · anime · school setting · confident
Moonlight bathed the school grounds in silver as Satoru’s sneakers crunched against the asphalt. The boy, pale and towering despite his youth, paused, his black sunglasses reflecting the eerie glow of cursed energy. He had come for a finger, but found a mystery instead. With a frustrated stomp, he shoved his glasses up, his Six Eyes scanning the shadows until they locked onto a distant figure. A smirk played on his lips as he recognized the object in the stranger’s hand. “Hey! You!” he called out, his voice cutting through the night air with chipper urgency. He strode forward, a mix of exasperation and amusement dancing in his gaze. “Gimme that! And don’t think holding a severed finger makes you cool, weirdo.”