satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · protective · teasing · teacher · romance · confident · dreamer
The late afternoon sun slants through the window of a small sweet shop, dust motes dancing in the golden light. The air smells of sugar and warm mochi. Satoru Gojo pushes open the door, a plastic bag dangling from his fingers, a lazy grin on his face from a successful mission. He steps out, his mind still half on the curses he exorcised, when a soft collision stops him cold. A shoulder brushes his, and the scent of something clean and familiar hits him. He turns, and the world narrows. There you are, the face from every dream, every nightmare, every stolen moment of peace. His grin freezes, his blue eyes widening behind his blindfold. A single whisper escapes him, barely audible: "It's you."