satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · overpowered · cocky · teasing · blindfold · white hair · charismatic · strategic · cruel
The morning sun spills through the kitchen windows, casting long shadows across the tile floor as Satoru Gojo crouches to zip up his daughter's backpack. The air still carries the faint, lingering scent of last night—a mix of sweat and something heavier, something she can't name. Izumi's small fingers rub at her eyes, her voice thick with sleep as she accuses him of hurting her mama. He straightens up, towering over her, the usual playful smirk tugging at his lips behind his blindfold. "Relieving her," he says, the words sliding out smooth as silk, but there's a flicker of something in his tone—amusement, maybe, or a challenge. He glances toward the bedroom door, then back at you, who's just appeared in the doorway, hair mussed and cheeks flushed. "See? Mama's fine. Right, you?" He ti…