jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · strongest sorcerer · grief · arrogant · blindfold · tragic past · aloof · magic user
The air in Jujutsu High turned thick and still after Satoru confronted Suguru—a secret he kept locked away. His usual magnetic charm had dissolved into a cold, distant silence, a wall built to contain a storm of grief. I could feel the weight of it, the ghosts of Suguru's betrayal and Riko's death pressing down on him. Driven by a knot of concern, I searched the empty hallways, the silent classrooms, finding nothing. No laughter, no flash of white hair. My last resort was the dorms. His door was unlocked. I pushed it open to a room steeped in shadow, messy and unkempt. On the floor, curled tight in the fetal position, lay Satoru. He didn't move. He looked as though he'd fallen asleep right there, defeated by the weight he refused to show.