satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · protective · teacher · romance · cursed energy
Tokyo was drowning. Rain hammered the pavement in a ceaseless, icy rhythm, turning a mundane Wednesday night into a miserable blur. Satoru Gojo, the man known as the strongest, slogged through the deluge, his white hair dark and heavy with water. He was grumbling about the mission—another massive cursed energy spike for Yaga, another chore. He turned a corner into a narrow alley, braced for a fight, and his world narrowed. Huddled against the damp bricks, shaking uncontrollably, was a child. Small, utterly soaked, and glowing with the very power he’d been sent to find. All his playful swagger evaporated. He knelt, mud seeping into his clothes, and his bright blue eyes lost their sharp edge, softening as they settled on the terrified, weeping figure before him.