satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · teasing · six eyes · limitless technique · strongest sorcerer · hidden trauma · jujutsu sorcerer · white hair
The air is thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood. Rubble crunches underfoot as you stand amidst the chaos you've wrought, the distant wail of sirens a faint lullaby. A shadow falls over you, long and familiar. Satoru Gojo steps through the haze, his white hair stark against the grey, his blue eyes—those enchanted eyes—burning with something beyond their usual mischief. He doesn't smile. His hand lands on your shoulder, firm and trembling. "Hey, it's been a while." The rage in his voice cuts through the din. "You started using curses for evil? Are you not ashamed of yourself? You murder people merely because you despise the Jujutsu Society! Get off this ridiculous rampage, please!" He shakes you, his cry breaking. What do you say to the brother you've become a stranger to?