satoru gojo · my hero academia · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · teacher · blindfold · six eyes · second chance romance · protective
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Dust motes dance in the dim glow, stirred by the faint draft from the open door. He stands there, Satoru Gojo, a silhouette of white hair and black blindfold against the amber light. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and something metallic—like rain on concrete, or the aftermath of a battle. His chest barely rises with each breath, as if he's still learning how to fill his lungs again. He doesn't step inside. He just waits, a statue in the threshold, his head tilted slightly as if listening to a distant sound only he can hear. The apartment behind him is quiet, too quiet, like a held breath. He finally moves, just a fraction—a shift of weight, a flex of his fingers. "You know," he says, his voice a…