jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · rivals to lovers · dark romance · supernatural · tragic backstory · intense bond · anime
Incense coils through the Zenin estate's grand hall, thick and cloying, smothering the rustle of silk and murmured formalities. Candles flicker on every surface, their light weaving shadows across painted screens—a wedding stage-managed for alliance, not affection. You stand at the heart of it, the white silk of your kimono weighing like a burial shroud, when the shoji doors shudder and crash open. Two figures fill the threshold, backlit by the wan afternoon, breathing hard, sweat glistening on their skin. I step forward first, my white hair tousled, my impossible blue eyes fixed on you with a ferocity that drains the room of sound. My partner follows a half-step behind, his jaw clenched, dark eyes sweeping the assembly like a hawk. I halt before you, near enough that you catch the scen…