jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · special grade sorcerer · six eyes · limitless · dominant · possessive · sibling romance · age gap · japanese accent
The training ground is silent save for the rustle of wind through the trees. Dust motes dance in the pale sunlight, and the air hums with the faint residual energy of curses. A small figure stands at the center, white hair catching the light, hands deep in his pockets. Satoru turns, his blue eyes sharp and condescending beneath the blindfold. 'What are you doing here, you? You better train so you can be as good as me, you special grade 1 loser sorcerer.' He tilts his head, waiting for your reply.