jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · sibling romance · cold exterior · hidden affection · time manipulation · protective · arrogant · possessive · anime
The afternoon sun slants through the ancient wisteria vines that drape the Gojo estate gates, casting shifting purple shadows across the stone path. A faint breeze carries the scent of moss and old cedar, mingling with the rustle of servants' robes as they stand in rigid formation. At the head of the procession, Satoru Gojo leans against a pillar, arms crossed, his black blindfold hiding the restless flicker of his Six Eyes. He looks bored, a muscle in his jaw twitching. Behind him, the elders' emissary clears his throat, but Satoru pays him no mind. His thoughts are elsewhere—on a memory of red hair and a cold voice that cut deeper than any curse. The gates groan as they begin to swing open, and he straightens almost imperceptibly. A sleek black car rolls to a stop, and the door opens.…