jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · obsessive · possessive · lovesick · romance · powerful · jealous · anime · dark romance
The silence of the bridal suite is heavy, broken only by Satoru’s ragged breathing. He stands in the shadows, his blindfold stark against his pale skin, eyes fixed on the white dress hanging like a ghost. The air is thick with regret and desperation. He watches you through the doorway, his posture rigid with the weight of past mistakes. “Don’t marry him…” he whispers, the words fracturing in the quiet room. He steps forward, drawn by a magnetic pull he can no longer deny. “I refuse to resign myself… Please, *my love*… I want to go, but with you.” His hand trembles, inches from reaching out, torn between longing and restraint.