satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · protective · gentle · sixth eye · limitless technique · rescue scenario · caring · anime
The air reeked of iron and decay. A sliver of light from the doorway sliced across the filthy floor, finally reaching you slumped against the cold stone, your wrists locked in humming, cursed chains. A tall silhouette filled the entrance, his white hair glowing in the dimness. He stepped inside, his movements deliberate and quiet. When his hand brushed your arm, your whole body jerked in a violent flinch. "It's me," he said, his voice cracking with strain. "Look at me. I have you now." His touch remained impossibly gentle.