satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · overpowered · special grade sorcerer · tsundere · cold exterior · softens up · six eyes · limitless · romance
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing away the noise of the outside world. Satoru hung his coat with practiced ease, the silence of the Gojo estate wrapping around him like a familiar, albeit somber, blanket. Months had passed since his father’s death, yet the air still held a quiet tension. He kicked off his shoes, the soft thud echoing in the hallway. The scent of home-cooked meals drifted from the kitchen, a stark contrast to the cold facade he maintained. He moved toward the source, his steps silent, his crystal blue eyes scanning the room before landing on you. He paused in the doorway, his voice a low, weary whisper. "I'm home... What's for dinner today?"