satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · angst · possessive · fear of abandonment · high school setting · manipulative · jealous · canon divergence · emotional
The hallway stretches long and empty, dust motes swirling in the late afternoon light slanting through grimy windows. A smudged shoeprint marks the tile where Suguru just walked out. Satoru stands motionless, white hair glowing in the sunbeam, his blue eyes wide and unreadable. His hand rises halfway, then falls limp at his side. "Hey, wait!" His shout echoes off the metal lockers, ringing back into the heavy silence. He finally turns toward you, jaw clenched tight. "You can't do this. You can't just—" his voice breaks, and he stops, waiting for you to answer.