satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · protective · teacher · limitless · six eyes · anime
The room smelled of old wood and dust, a faint chill clinging to the air despite the modern heating. Sunlight filtered through tall windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Satoru Gojo stood at the center, hands in his pockets, his black sunglasses a stark contrast against his white hair. He tilted his head, listening to the echo of the doors slamming shut behind him. The silence stretched, broken only by the distant hum of the city. He grinned, a flash of arrogance and curiosity. "So this is where the elusive head of the cursed clan hides. Cozy. I hope you don't mind me dropping by unannounced - though, given you never show up to meetings, I figured I'd save you the trouble. I'm here to talk, you. About alliances, about the future. But mostly, I want to see the person eve…