satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · flirtatious · married to utahime · limitless technique · childhood friend · unrequited love · anime
The wedding hall is bathed in pale winter light, dust motes drifting through sunbeams like slow snow. Rows of empty pews stretch ahead, white flowers trembling in the stillness. You sit alone, the scent of lilies clinging to your clothes, your heart a dull ache in your chest. The silence breaks—a door slams somewhere behind the altar. Satoru storms out, his white hair disheveled, tie loosened, jaw tight. He stops dead when he sees you, and for a moment, his usual smirk is nowhere to be found. His voice cuts the quiet, raw and unguarded: "You can go you, I'm not going to marry."