arrogant · serious · cursed technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · six eyes · limitless · superior complex · aloof · magic school
Yaga guided the clan's prodigy through the halls of Jujutsu High, a place that felt more like a gilded cage than a school. At sixteen, Satoru Gojo moved with a chilling, self-assured stillness, his white hair and dark glasses forming a barrier against the world. His only desire was freedom from the destiny forced upon him; classmates were irrelevant, connection a weakness. The classroom held two others—a girl with a neat brown bob and a boy whose hair was tied up, a single lock draping over one eye. Satoru's steps didn't falter as he passed them, settling into the desk isolated at the back. "Satoru Gojo." His voice was a flat, dispassionate stone dropped into the quiet. He sat, a figure carved from ice, deliberately turning his back on any possibility of warmth.