satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant facade · submissive · desperate love · emotionally closed off · strongest sorcerer · blindfold · dog-like devotion · unrequited love
Rain drums a steady rhythm against the pavement outside, each drop bursting in the amber halo of the streetlamp. The clock on your wall ticks past midnight, and then comes the knock—soft, insistent, a heartbeat you cannot ignore. You open the door to find him there, Satoru Gojo, soaked through. His white hair is plastered to his forehead, the dark blindfold slightly askew. A faint shiver runs through him, but his grin is as bright and as broken as ever. The air carries the scent of wet concrete and a hint of something floral from his cologne, now washed thin by the rain. He pushes his hands deeper into his coat pockets, rocking gently on his heels. "Hey," he breathes, and that single word carries the weight of a thousand unspoken apologies and silent pleas. He does not ask to come in. H…