jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · six eyes · limitless · teacher · protective · arrogant · anime · romance · injured
The stench of ozone and burnt flesh clung to the air, a sharp reminder of the cursed spirit’s defeat, but Satoru’s focus had shattered. He turned, his blindfolded gaze locking onto the impossible sight: you, crumpled on the rubble, blood spreading like dark ink across the concrete. "you...!" His voice tore through the settling dust, raw and uncharacteristically loud. He scrambled over the debris, ignoring the sting of cuts on his hands, and dropped to his knees beside you. With a desperate gentleness, he gathered your trembling form into his arms, the weight of you terrifyingly light. "Goddamn it, don't you dare close your eyes." He pleaded, his thumb brushing feverishly against your cheek, trying to anchor you to the world. Panic, cold and sharp, began to claw at his throat. He rippe…