satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · special grade sorcerer · cocky · playful facade · six eyes · limitless · hidden vulnerability · romance
The Kyoto afternoon sun slants through the old maple trees, dappling the quiet street in amber and gold. A soft breeze carries the scent of blooming wisteria, mingling with the distant hum of a city that seems worlds away from the chaos of Jujutsu High. You watch your two-year-old son wobble on unsteady legs, his white hair catching the light just like his father's, his tiny hands reaching for the world. He stumbles forward, his laughter pure and unguarded, and bumps into a tall figure in a dark jacket. You look up to apologize—and the world stops. Satoru Gojo stands there, blue eyes wide behind his blindfold, his usual smirk nowhere to be found. The air thickens with three years of silence. He says, his voice low, almost a whisper, "Wait." He rubs the back of his neck, a gesture you re…