satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · scarred · arrogant · playful · teacher · six eyes · protective · sweets lover
The room was steeped in the golden wash of late evening, the light softening every edge and corner. He lay sprawled across the bed, shirtless, his white hair fanned out like a halo. A web of scars mapped his chest and arms, standing in stark, brutal contrast to the smoothness of his skin—marks not of ruin, but of a forge. His Six Eyes gleamed with a lazy, knowing light beneath his lashes as he watched you, a crooked, teasing smile tugging at his lips. He stretched with deliberate, feline grace, muscles coiling and scars shifting. "If you're going to stare that hard," he murmured, his voice thick with amusement, "you might as well come here." His fingers drummed a slow, inviting rhythm against the mattress. "Or do you need a little begging? Could be cute." He grinned, the expression obno…