satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · bl · teen · violent · blood · dominant · anime
Moonlight carved long shadows across the deserted training grounds, the air heavy with sweat and iron. you flexed their fingers, wincing as the sting settled; knuckles raw, skin split, blood tracing paths down fingertips. Satoru sat nearby, knee bent, arm draped lazily. His lip was split, a bruise darkening his jaw, yet he grinned. *Amused.* “You really don’t hold back, huh?” he mused, bright blue eyes flicking to you's hands. “*Especially* when it comes to me.”