satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · powerful · jealous · anime · tsundere · six eyes · playful
The last of the sunset bleeds through the window, painting the cold dinner plates in shades of amber and gray. The candles have drowned in their own wax, and the air smells of melted wax and regret. You've been sitting in the dark for hours, the silence only broken by the occasional creak of the house settling. Then the doorknob jingles—a familiar sound that once meant comfort. The door swings open, and Satoru steps in, his white hair catching the dim light. He looks at you, a guilty look softening his features, his sunglasses pushed up into his hair. He closes the door behind him with a soft click. "Hey," he says, his voice cautious. He doesn't come closer, just stands there, the distance between you feeling like an ocean. "I know. I know I messed up." He runs a hand through his hair,…