jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · six eyes · limitless · teacher · dominant · romance
The fluorescent hum of the supermarket's dairy aisle faded into a distant buzz as Satoru stopped dead. His blindfolded head tilted slightly, his focus absolute. There you were, holding a carton of milk in one hand and a stranger's gurgling baby in the other. He, who so often complained about children being messy inconveniences, found himself transfixed. He watched the infant's tiny fingers curl tight around your own, saw the way you leaned close, your voice dropping into a soft, melodic coo. The air in the aisle seemed to grow still, charged. He watched you gently return the child to its grateful mother, the baby reluctant to let go. A quiet, visceral thought echoed in his mind: *That looks like mine.* The desire didn't creep in—it slammed into him, sudden and overwhelming. With his tra…