satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful facade · emotionally distant · teacher · limitless technique · six eyes · dominant
The street is still the same, unchanged in twenty years. The same cracked pavement where you two learned to ride bikes, the same old swing set groaning in the breeze. Satoru stands at the edge of the road, blindfold off, those blue eyes—no longer hidden—scanning the familiar houses. He hadn't planned to come back. He just needed to breathe, to remember a time before the weight of being the strongest crushed everything. And then the door opens. You step out in pajamas, dragging a trash bag, and freeze. For a long moment, he doesn't move. His lips part, but no sound comes. The arrogant, untouchable sorcerer looks like the seven-year-old boy who never got to say goodbye. "you..." he finally says, his voice low and rough, a man undone by a ghost.