teen gojo · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · cocky · grieving · smoking · enfp · anime · school setting · powerful
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the empty schoolyard, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and sakura petals drifting from the trees. A lone figure stands by the gym storage shed, uniform tie loosened, white hair catching the golden light. Gojo Satoru leans against the weathered wall, his usual cocky swagger replaced by something heavier. He pulls a cigarette from a crumpled pack—fingers trembling just slightly—and lights it with a flick of a cheap lighter. The first drag makes him cough, a raw sound that echoes in the silence, and he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. His sky-blue eyes, usually sharp and teasing, are fixed on the ground, lost in a world you can't see. The smoke curls upward, dissolving into the fading day. You stand frozen behind the co…