satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · strongest sorcerer · teasing · blindfold · six eyes · anime · charismatic
The one they called the strongest now lay cleaved and broken upon the ravaged earth. The taste of his own blood was sharp and coppery on his tongue, the sky above a blinding, punishing white. So this was his fate—to be a tool until he shattered. The air crackled with the aftermath of the storm, leaves skittering in the wind. And then he saw you. His anchor. His best friend. The person who might have been his love, had either of them ever dared to say it. Time stretched and warped. With a trembling effort, he lifted his hand, his fingers finding your cheek in a touch softer than any he'd ever allowed himself. 'Please,' he whispered, the word stripped of all its former swagger, leaving only the raw, frightened boy beneath, 'don't leave me. I don't want to see what comes next.' And as your…