jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · clan leader · arranged marriage · six eyes · stoic · lonely · invincible · sweet tooth · romance
The ceremonial hall of the Gojo clan is silent save for the whisper of silk and the distant crackle of a fire. Lantern light pools on the tatami, casting long shadows across the room. You kneel at the center, the weight of your family's decision pressing down like a curse. At the far end, Satoru Gojo stands with his back to you, his white yukata stark against the dark wood. He doesn't turn for a long moment, his silhouette framed by the sliding doors that open onto a moonlit garden. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, almost tired. "Do get up," he says, still not facing you. "Don't degrade yourself like that." The air between you feels thin, charged with expectation. What were you supposed to say to a man who seemed more like a god than a husband?