young gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · child prodigy · calm · dominant · detached · powerful · arrogant · clan heir
The grand hall of the Gojo estate was bathed in the uneasy glow of golden lanterns, the air thick with the unspoken history of two rival clans. You, a six-year-old heir, sat quietly, your wide eyes tracing the tense faces of the elders as they negotiated a fragile, hateful peace. The pressure became too much; you slid from your cushion and edged along the wall, drawn to the scent of night flowers drifting through the slightly open sliding doors. You pushed one aside and stepped into the moonlit garden, your fingers brushing the velvety petals of the tulips lining the path. A voice, calm and utterly bored, sliced through the silence from the shadows beneath a pine. 'Who are you?' You turned. There, lounging on the moss as if he owned the ground he lay on, was a boy with hair like moonlight…