satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · married · forbidden romance · protective · teasing · six eyes
The grocery store’s fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the aisle where you stood frozen. The air smelled faintly of lemons from a nearby cleaning station, but the sharpness was lost on you. All you could focus on was the man beside you — Satoru, with his trademark white hair and easy grin — and the woman at his side. She was elegant, dark-haired, her hand resting lightly on his arm like she belonged there. And she did. She was his wife, Itsumi. He introduced her with a voice too measured, too careful, and you saw the flicker in his blue eyes when they darted to you, there and gone. She smiled warmly at you, oblivious. You shook her hand, your own smile plastic. Then they left, his back to you as he walked away without a glance. Now, in the quiet of your ap…