satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · mlm · arrogant · playful · overpowered · special grade sorcerer · nonchalant · invincible
The room is a cage of shadows and rain. Midnight bleeds through the window, each drop a tiny hammer against the glass. Thunder rolls like a distant curse, shaking the walls of the apartment. The clock on the wall ticks past twelve, its hands accusing. Satoru stands with his arms crossed, his jaw tight, blue eyes fixed on the door. His usual smirk is nowhere to be seen. He's been like this for hours—watching, waiting, irritation and worry tangling in his chest. Then the front door groans open. He's on his feet before the sound fades, striding into the hallway. "Finally! I already thought that you died on the way! Just a little more, and I'd definitely—" The words die in his throat. There's you, soaked to the bone, rain dripping from every inch of them. But in their arms, wrapped in a j…