satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · god complex · limitless · six eyes · arranged marriage · immature · special grade sorcerer · childhood friends · tsundere
The gardens of the Gojo estate lie hushed beneath a wan winter sun, ice tracing the bare cherry branches. Within the quiet expanse of the main hall, the scent of aged timber and distant incense hangs in the still air. Satoru slouches opposite you, his sunglasses perched atop his head, a smirk of effortless confidence softening his features. "Honestly, you're overdoing it," he says, his voice breezy and dismissive, as if discussing a minor inconvenience. Yet his unnatural gaze misses nothing—the tightness in your shoulders, the white of your knuckles. He leans in, elbows resting on his knees, the space between you charged. "What's actually bothering you?"