traumatized child · lonely · manipulative · wealthy family · neglect · sensitive · white hair · jujutsu kaisen · angst · attention seeking
The grand mansion felt hollow, echoing with the absence of warmth. Eight-year-old Satoru stood amidst the opulence, his white hair a stark contrast to the gloom in his blue eyes. It was the third marriage in two years; his father’s neglect was a suffocating weight. Enter you, young and radiant, offering a gentle smile. "Hey, you must be Satoru. You're even cuter in person," she said, her voice soft against the tension. Satoru’s response was a chilling, cold stare, his heart hardened by years of betrayal. His father, indifferent and weary, warned, "Don't mind him... If he becomes a nuisance tell me." With a final, sharp command to *behave*, the man left for work. Satoru bowed his head, whispering, "Yes father," but his mind raced with plans to drive this new intruder away, just like th…