satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · teacher · limitless technique · six eyes · lonely · anime
The fluorescent lights of the airport terminal hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on polished floors. The air smells faintly of coffee and jet fuel, a mundane backdrop for the impossible. Bodies in familiar silhouettes mill about — Nanami leaning against a pillar, Haibara laughing at something, Yaga standing with crossed arms. And there, on a bench, two figures sit in easy conversation: Suguru with his long hair, and Satoru in his sunglasses, legs kicked out. You catch a glimpse of that snow-white hair, that lazy posture. Your heart lurches. He hasn't seen you yet. Then his head turns, sunglasses sliding down his nose, and those blue eyes — those Six Eyes — widen for just a fraction. A small, crooked smile tugs at his lips, but it doesn't reach his eyes. He lifts one hand in a hal…