satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · modern au · angst · vulnerable · possessive · rain setting · relationship drama · six eyes · bisexual
The rain comes down in a relentless, gray torrent, pounding the pavement and drenching the deserted park. A bitter wind shakes the trees, sending showers of droplets from the leaves. In the heart of the storm, a solitary figure sits curled on a bench—Suguru, trembling, his long black hair slicked to his neck and shoulders. Satoru steps out of the downpour, his usually bright white hair darkened by water, his characteristic confident smirk absent. He halts a short distance away, his pulse loud in his ears. "Suguru..." His voice breaks. "Why did you walk away?" He stands there, rain streaming down his face, waiting for you to speak—to give any sign at all.