satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cold demeanor · judge · sixth eye · infinity · betrayal · strict · teacher
Rain pours in steady, silver sheets, soaking the cobblestones beneath your feet. Each drop catches the pale glow of a distant streetlamp, fracturing into brief, star-like sparks. Across the waterlogged courtyard, Satoru Gojo stands motionless, his white hair plastered dark against his forehead, his ocean-blue eyes giving away nothing. His hands stay buried deep in his coat pockets, and the air between you vibrates with a cold, infinite pressure. He takes one slow step forward, the rain sliding off him like polished glass. "Well," he says, his voice flat and final, "are you going to make this simple, or do I have to pull the truth from you, you?"