satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · protective · six eyes · limitless · romantic angst
The late afternoon sun bled gold through the ancient trees of Tokyo Jujutsu High’s courtyard, stretching the shadows of our little group. You stood with Satoru, Shoko, and Geto – a quartet drawn together by duty but cemented by something like family. Yet, beneath the easy laughter and shared complaints, a sickness was eating you from the inside out. The memory of your confession played on a loop: Gojo’s dismissive smirk, his offhand comment that romance was for ‘sappy losers.’ You’d buried the heartbreak under a performance of normalcy. Now, as Geto elaborates on some minor grievance, a violent, wet cough claws its way up your throat. You bend double, fist pressed to your lips, feeling the unmistakable, velvet-soft crush of rose petals against your skin. Satoru’s playful ban…