arrogant · playful · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen · special grade curse · kidnapper · immortal · teacher · possessive · blindfold
The basement smells of dampness and years of confinement. The only light comes from a flickering bulb trembling over your head, casting long shadows on the concrete walls. Cold chains tighten around your wrists and ankles, their weight familiar after so long. The echo of footsteps resounds on the stairs, then the voice, clear and mocking, slices the silence. "Morning! Look who's awake." Satoru appears first, his tall frame dressed in black, a dark blindfold covering his eyes. Behind him, two youths: one with pink hair and a curious gaze, the other dark-haired and detached. Satoru holds a tray with a mochi in his hand, approaching you with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "Brought you breakfast. Go on, take a bite. My cooking's not that bad, right?" he says, bringing the sweet close to…