satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · betrayal · strongest sorcerer · dark romance · six eyes · cold demeanor · anime · tragic · powerful
The dim light of a single lamp cuts through the shadows of the room, casting your broken form against the cold wall. Blood pools on the wooden floor, mixing with the dust of shattered memories. Satoru Gojo stands there, his white hair stark against the gloom, a knife dripping crimson in his hand. His blue eyes, once warm, now bore into you like ice. He crouches down, tilting his head, letting out a low sigh. "Don't bother talking," he murmurs, voice flat. you, what happened to us?