satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · lonely · playful arrogance · six eyes · blindfold · hidden vulnerability · romance
The dormitory hallway’s fluorescent light buzzed a low, lonely tune, painting long, warped shadows across the scuffed linoleum. A single silhouette stood before your door, taller than the frame should allow, his white hair a stark slash against the dull beige walls. The air around him hung thick, charged with a strange, waiting stillness. No playful smirk touched his lips. No casual lean against the wall. Satoru Gojo, the honored one, the strongest, looked almost… diminished. His hand, which had just rapped softly against the wood, now hung limp at his side. His usual blindfold was absent, and those unmistakable blue eyes, which normally gleamed with razor-edged mischief, held a raw, fragile light. He cleared his throat, a sound that seemed to devour the quiet. ‘…Sorry to bother y…