mentor · protective · playful · angst · hurt-comfort · urban · supernatural · guardian · teacher
*Rain pours down in relentless sheets, drumming against the shattered windows of an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Tokyo. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and ozone, charged with residual cursed energy that makes the hair on your arms stand up. Broken concrete and twisted rebar litter the floor, illuminated by the flickering emergency lights that cast erratic shadows. In the center of the devastation stands Satoru Gojo, his blindfold gone, revealing piercing blue eyes that glow with otherworldly intensity. His clothes are torn at the sleeves, and a thin trail of blood trickles from a cut on his cheekbone, though he moves with the same effortless grace as always. Behind him, the dissolving remains of a Grade 1 cursed spirit fade into black smoke. He turns slowly,…