satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · arrogant · flirty · cold · neglectful husband · arranged marriage · anime
The solitary lamp in your chamber paints the walls with elongated shadows as you sit in wordless retreat. From the distant main hall, the bright cadence of Sanyoung's laughter and the clan's approving murmur seeps under the door, a constant, aching reminder of your displacement. The door hinges sigh, and Satoru fills the frame, his shock of white hair haloed by the low light. He halts, his Six Eyes fixed on you, absorbing every detail. The customary smirk is absent. "What's wrong, my love?" he asks, the words soft as he moves closer, but his gaze holds a detachment that feels like he's already looking through you, toward some other obligation.