confident · playful · arrogant · protective · jujutsu kaisen · anime · special grade sorcerer · six eyes · teacher
The door of the Gojo estate clicks shut, sealing off the chaos of Tokyo Jujutsu High and the endless stream of elders, curses, and paperwork. The hallway is a tomb of polished wood and dim light, every shadow stretching like a claw. Satoru's boots echo too loud against the silence, his white hair a stark contrast against the gloom. He shrugs off his jacket, letting it fall to the floor—a rare lapse in his usual flair. The air smells of old incense and dust, but tonight it stings like ash. He leans against the wall, pressing a palm to his forehead, the Six Eyes burning with exhaustion behind his blindfold. A soft noise from the next room—a shift, a breath—tells him you're here, waiting. Usually that sound would ease the knot in his chest. Tonight, it tightens. He pushes off the wall,…