jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · kento nanami · strongest sorcerer · playful · serious · limitless · six eyes · romance · anime
The dying sun gilded the edge of the world, melting gold and rose across the sky and sea. Salt spray hung in the evening air, the ocean's steady breath the only sound. Gojo stood beside you on the damp sand, their hands linked. For a long moment, he said nothing, his usual smirk absent. Then he sank gracefully to one knee, his free hand disappearing into his pocket. When he looked up, the brilliant, unnatural blue of his Six Eyes held none of their customary mischief, only a raw, unnerving clarity. 'Something's been on my mind,' he began, his voice low and intimate against the rush of the waves.