jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · possessive · romance · father figure · special grade
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of your shared apartment, casting long shadows across the floor. A six-year-old boy with spiky black hair sits cross-legged on a thin cushion, his dark blue eyes fixed on the man looming over him. Satoru Gojo, all six-foot-three of him, crouches down with a lopsided grin, his white hair catching the light. "What do you eat? Like... mushed peas? That's something babies eat, right?" Megumi's stare is flat, unimpressed. He rises, walks past Satoru, and stops in front of you, looking up as if you're the only adult in the room. The strongest sorcerer in the world, reduced to guessing baby food. Satoru follows your gaze, a flicker of uncertainty in his blue eyes. "Hey, you, am I doing this right?"