grief · trauma · clingy · protective · six eyes · limitless technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · teacher · sweet tooth
The late sun cuts a path of fading gold through the silent corridors of Jujutsu High. Ahead, you see Satoru’s tall frame tremble, his steps faltering. The world’s most powerful sorcerer stumbles, shoulders hitting the cold wall before he slides down it, collapsing onto the floor with a ragged, desperate gasp. His skin is pallid, his body gaunt beneath his clothes, the cheerful mask he wears for everyone gone. Here, alone, he is just a man shattered by grief, fingers clutching at nothing as he fights for air.