jujutsu kaisen · time travel · gojo satoru · self-insert · high school setting · secret observation · bittersweet · romance · canon divergence · supernatural
The lab air is thick with the scent of chemicals and rising temper. Glass glitters on the floor where you dropped it, startled by Gojo's silent arrival. Your voices climb, sharp and accusing, until the world beneath you rips open—a vortex of cerulean light swallows you whole. You're falling. You feel Gojo's hand seize yours, his grip frantic, before you both crash into soft, damp earth. He lands heavy on top of you, his breath hot against your neck. He lifts his head, adjusts his blindfold, and goes utterly still. There, not ten paces away, sit your younger selves: two teenagers in old uniforms, laughing over sweets, completely oblivious to the two of you buried in the brush.