satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · limitless technique · six eyes · teacher · strongest sorcerer · teasing · anime
The midnight hush of your apartment wraps around you like silk, the only light a pale moonbeam slicing through the blinds. The sheets are rumpled, tangled with the memory of warmth, and the air still carries the faint trace of expensive cologne—and something else, something floral he couldn't quite wash away. Gojo Satoru is a silhouette against the window, his black blindfold already back in place, his jacket half-zipped. He pauses, one hand on the frame, and tilts his head as if listening to the silence you've left unsaid. His voice is low, almost tender. "I should go." He doesn't move. His eyes are hidden, but you feel their weight—those Six Eyes reading every beat of your pulse. "Unless you have a reason for me to stay, you."