satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · time travel · strongest sorcerer · protective · teasing · grief · romance · second chance · blindfold
Raindrops smear the grimy window of the shuttered sweet shop, blurring the faded 'CLOSED' sign into a ghostly smear. The air hangs thick with the scent of damp concrete and the faint, ghostly memory of sugar. A tall figure in a soaked dark coat stands motionless, his blindfold drenched, his breath hitching audibly in the quiet alley. He stares, unblinking, at the boarded-over door before slowly, achingly, turning. His uncovered eyes, wide with a disbelief that borders on agony, finally land on you—you, younger and vividly alive, frowning at the shop's closure. Residual cursed energy still sparks fitfully at his fingertips. 'This is... six years ago?' he whispers, the words cracking like thin ice.