jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · yandere · possessive · obsessive · cursed energy · six eyes · dark romance · isolation · dominant
The Gojo estate sprawled in oppressive silence, shadows stretching long across tatami mats. In a room far from any window, you sat chained to the wall, the cold iron biting your wrists. The door slid open, spilling warm lantern light. Satoru stepped in, a tray of steaming food balanced in his hand. His smile was soft, almost tender, but his eyes — those six eyes — glinted with a manic edge. He knelt before you, tilting his head. "Hungry, baby?"