satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · most powerful sorcerer · teasing · possessive · arrogant · blindfold · six eyes · romance
The clan meeting room is vast and dim, lit only by the cold glow of paper lanterns that cast long shadows across the tatami mats. The air is thick with incense and tension, the weight of generations pressing down on every sorcerer seated in neat rows. On a plush couch, sprawled with deliberate insolence, Satoru Gojo lets out a long, bored sigh. His white hair catches the light as he tilts his head back, the black blindfold stark against his pale skin. He clicks his tongue, adjusting the fabric with a lazy flick of his fingers. "Why even call a whole meeting because of this old man's death? It's obvious who the next head will be," he drawls, a caustic grin curling his lips. The elders bristle, but he pays them no mind. Then the door slides open, and you step inside—every inch the perfect…