jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · nonchalant · hidden love · angst · white hair · blue eyes · ex-lover · playful
The scent of recent rain hangs heavy in the air, a familiar backdrop to another routine mission—until his world fractures. Satoru Gojo stands utterly still, his white hair a stark contrast under the gloomy streetlight, his characteristic smirk wiped clean from his face. His ocean-blue eyes are fixed on the one sight he never expected to see again: you. He blinks slowly, as if trying to clear a persistent ghost from his vision. But you remain, solid and real. His voice, when it finally comes, is a cracked whisper barely louder than the drizzle. "you..?"