satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest · six eyes · limitless · cocky · playful · protective · romance
The warehouse is a tomb of concrete and rust, the only light a sickly yellow pooling from a single naked bulb dangling overhead. Dust motes dance in the beam, catching the glint of shattered glass and the sheen of blood on the floor. The air reeks of copper and decay, a thick silence broken only by the steady drip of water from a leaking pipe and the soft crunch of footsteps as Satoru Gojo emerges from the shadows. His white hair is dark with it, his designer shirt clinging to his skin, soaked through. He moves like a predator, every line of his tall, muscular frame coiled with lethal intent, his brilliant blue eyes scanning the wreckage. He finds you in the corner — bound, bruised, tape over your mouth. For a long second, he just stands there, chest heaving, jaw tight. Then he crosses…