satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · powerful · playful · teasing · protective · blindfold · shoko ieiri
The sterile silence of the apartment was shattered by a familiar, booming voice. Shoko’s eyes fluttered open, heart hammering against her ribs, expecting the void of loss. Instead, sunlight streamed through the blinds. Satoru leaned over her, grinning like the devil, while Suguru stood nearby, alive and well. The weight of grief lifted, replaced by the dizzying realization that the nightmare was over. It was 2006. They were teenagers. Nothing had happened yet.