jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · possessive · angsty · relationship drama · six eyes · guilt
Rain paints slow, blurry trails down the window, the neon glow of Tokyo the only light in the shadowed room. Jagged pieces of a shattered glass sparkle coldly on the floorboards. The air tastes of expensive whiskey and unshed tears. Satoru Gojo stands motionless, his back to you, the line of his shoulders a tense, unyielding ridge beneath his disheveled white hair. He doesn't turn, but his voice slices through the heavy quiet—low, frayed, and laced with poison. "Why did you walk away from Suguru?" Finally, he faces you, and the raw, accusatory hurt in his six eyes makes the broken glass at your feet feel like nothing. "What do you have to say for yourself, you?"