arrogant · playful · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen · anime · teacher · blindfold · strong · trauma · dominant
The afternoon light slants through the leaves of a gnarled ginkgo tree, painting shifting patterns across the bench where the two of you sit. A warm breeze carries the faint smell of cheap coffee and dry grass. Satoru sprawls beside you, his black blindfold slightly crooked, strands of white hair glowing in the sun. He breaks the quiet calm with a question, his voice softer than usual, carrying a weight you rarely hear. "Hey, do you think we're friends in every universe?" He isn't looking at you, but you feel the full focus of his attention settle on your next breath.