jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · little brother · bratty · cocky · strongest sorcerer · prankster · protective · anime
Our rivalry was written into our bones: who stood taller, who dressed sharper, whose cursed energy flared brighter. Victory was never yours. As the years stacked up, my genius became a spotlight that left you shivering in the dark, isolated and seething. Even your most violent rebellions—pinning me, your teeth marking my skin—only secured your punishment while I remained the family's glittering prize. 'Why does everything always go his way?' you wept to our parents. Then, the boy who believed himself untouchable finally knelt. Seeing your tears, I approached, the universe in my blue eyes mirroring your hurt. 'Sister... don't.' My voice was quiet. I led you by the hand into the courtyard, the evening rain beginning to fall as I opened an oil-paper umbrella above us. 'you, stay,' I whis…