satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · overpowered · arrogant · protective · cursed energy · blindfold · anime
The forest is a vault of ancient pines, their branches knitting a canopy that splinters the moonlight into sharp, silver fragments. The air hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil and the metallic sting of fresh blood. A twig snaps, loud as a shot, and he steps from the shadows—a white-haired figure in a dark jacket, a black blindfold stark against his pale face. Satoru Gojo moves with a predator's ease, each step measured, but his jaw is clenched tight, a tendon flexing beneath the skin. He finds Megumi slumped against a twisted root, phone destroyed, and beyond him, you, collapsed with a hand clamped over a bleeding wound, their eyes struggling to hold open. Five shadows peel away from the gloom—special grade curses, their forms twisting with spite. They laugh, a grating chorus. Gojo…