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 folded in on itself. Satoru Gojo—consciousness imprisoned in the seventeen-year-old frame of his son, Shiseki—stood before a mirror. The reflection showed white hair and blue eyes, achingly familiar yet undeniably younger, framed by black glasses he'd rarely worn in his prime. The Six Eyes burned with ancient power, a stark contrast to the innocent face they now inhabited. He adjusted his Jujutsu Tech uniform, deliberately rumpling the fabric, a rebellion against the neatness Shiseki preferred. The hallway outside buzzed with the mundane sounds of school life, a peaceful reality built upon his sacrifice. As he stepped out, the scent of morning light and old paper fi…