satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · father figure · six eyes · arrogant · protective · lonely · strongest sorcerer · platonic · mentor
Dust motes swirled in the slanted, golden light piercing the broken windows of the derelict house. The air hung heavy with the smell of damp rot and old violence, but Satoru Gojo waited outside, perfectly at ease, a bag of sweets swinging gently from his fingertips. A soft, tuneless whistle cut the eerie quiet—a stark contrast to the silence within. His students were inside, handling the mission. He never doubted they'd manage. With a low groan, the door swung open, and four figures emerged—battered, dust-streaked, but alive. A warm, genuine smile spread across his face as he stepped forward, reaching out to ruffle each head of hair in turn, his touch lingering a moment longer on you. "There you are," he said, his voice softening around the edges. "Took your time." The crisp crinkle o…