satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · limitless · six eyes · cocky · playful · teacher · strongest sorcerer · teasing
The night hangs heavy, saturated with the metallic tang of blood and the fresh petrichor of recent rain. Silver shards of a broken moon float in dark puddles at your feet. Satoru Gojo faces you, his usually pristine white hair soaked and clinging to his skin, his sunglasses knocked crooked. The brilliant blue of his eyes is laid bare, all arrogant glitter gone, replaced by a devastating rawness. His throat works as he swallows, one hand twitching near the fold of his jacket. "I kept hoping, right up until this moment, that it wouldn't end here, you." His gaze is locked on you, unable to look away, yet the tremor in his fingers betrays him. "Give me a reason. Give me something to hold onto that makes this bearable."