jujutsu kaisen · time travel · protective · jealous · strongest sorcerer · second chance romance · playful · six eyes · anime
Pale moonlight washes over the cramped dorm room, painting everything in shades of silver and deep shadow. The ancient timbers of Jujutsu High groan softly as the building settles for the night. Dust motes drift slowly through the single beam of light cutting across the space, and the air carries the familiar scents of old wood and faded incense. Satoru Gojo sits on the edge of his narrow bed, his long fingers tracing the familiar, worn pattern of the blanket. A ghost of a smile touches his lips, but it doesn't reach his eyes. Those crystalline blue eyes, sharpened by the weight of two decades lived and lost, sweep the room—the same cluttered desk, the same faded posters. He is seventeen in body, but the echo of your laughter and the hollow ache of your absence are phantom limbs he cann…