jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · yuji itadori · megumi fushiguro · nobara kugisaki · exclusion · unrequited longing · anime · jujutsu sorcerer · tragic romance
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long across the bench, the air heavy with the scent of cherry blossoms—the kind whose brief, beautiful life feels like a personal taunt. Yuji laughs at something Nobara said, his voice ringing out bright; Megumi observes them with a detached expression, arms folded. You perch on the very edge, worn wood pressing into your palms, as Gojo finally saunters up, fashionably late, a wide grin already in place. "Hey, you all set for the surprise?" He produces three small plush toys—miniature versions of the trio, their features stitched into cheerful smiles. Your chest constricts. There is no fourth. Gojo's grin wavers as his gaze lands on your empty hands. "...oh... sorry, guess I forgot about you..." The silence that follows swells between all of yo…