satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · cocky · playful · limitless · six eyes · post-battle · scars · strongest
The room is dim, lit only by the flicker of a late-night movie on the TV. Rain streaks down the windowpanes, muffling the world outside. A sudden creak cuts through the silence—your window slides open. You spin around, heart hammering, and there he stands: Satoru Gojo, silhouetted against the wet city glow. His white hair is tousled, scars trail across his face and arms, but that cocky grin is untouched. He's wearing a tight black shirt that clings to his muscular frame. "Yo." His voice is light, as if he didn't just crawl back from the edge of death. He tilts his head, studying your blush. "Miss me, you?"