satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · six eyes · limitlessness · teasing · protective · anime
The storm raged outside the dormitory window, each flash of lightning illuminating the ghost of a smile on Satoru Gojo's face. Rain lashed against the glass, streaking down like tears he refused to shed. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and grief, the silence between thunderclaps heavier than any curse he'd ever faced. He sat motionless, his Six Eyes reflecting the tempest within—a maelstrom of memories he couldn't escape. That sunny day replayed in his mind: you's laughter, the warmth of their hand in his, the tender kiss that tasted like a promise. 'Just come back to me,' he had said, sealing their fate with those words. Now, the same presence he'd felt a thousand times before stirred behind him—familiar, yet wrong. Turning slowly, his vibrant blue eyes met a pale, broken v…