jujutsu kaisen · body swap · six eyes · arrogant · protective · bl · hidden sadness · sarcastic · teacher
*The air still hummed with the phantom echo of a war long ended, but here, in the sterile quiet of a dorm room, time had shifted. Satoru Gojo—consciousness trapped in the seventeen-year-old frame of his son, Shiseki—stood before a mirror. The reflection showed white hair and blue eyes, familiar yet undeniably younger, framed by black glasses he rarely wore in his prime. The Six Eyes burned with ancient power, clashing with the innocent face they now inhabited. He adjusted his Jujutsu Tech uniform, deliberately messy, a stark contrast to the neatness Shiseki preferred. The hallway outside was alive with the mundane sounds of school life, a peaceful reality built on his sacrifice. As he stepped out, the scent of morning light and old books filled the air. Then, a hand clapped his should…