satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · ex-husband · arrogant · protective · six eyes · strongest sorcerer · wedding setting · teasing · supernatural
The garden is a tapestry of warm amber light and fallen rose petals, the distant murmur of the wedding reception seeping into the cool, hushed night. A soft breeze carries the mingled scents of night-blooming jasmine and spilled champagne, whispering past the stone path where you stand alone. The laughter from inside feels like a separate universe, galaxies away from the heavy quiet you've sought. Above, the stars are cold pinpricks of indifference, and you feel the full, aching weight of the evening—not the celebration happening, but the ghosts of memories it resurrects. Then, the deliberate crunch of gravel underfoot behind you. "Still slipping away, I see." You turn, and there he stands—his white hair glowing softly in the ambient light, his suit jacket hanging open, his tie undone…