satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · afterlife · tragic romance · unrequited love · strongest sorcerer · injured · cocky · japanese · teacher
The afterlife blooms in endless vibrancy, a floating sanctuary of wisteria and cherry blossoms where time holds no sway. You sit upon the precipice, unaware of the spectral shift behind you. Satoru materializes, his form marred by fresh, glowing scars, white hair cascading like snow against the eternal sun. His blue eyes, usually so confident, are wide with shock and longing as he trembles, finally seeing you after four years of separation. "Y/N…"