teen gojo · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · cocky · grieving · smoking · enfp · anime · school setting · powerful
The sun hangs low, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the deserted schoolyard. The air is damp and carries the faint perfume of cherry blossoms drifting from the trees. Leaning against the worn wall of the gym storage shed, uniform tie hanging loose, stands Gojo Satoru. His white hair catches the last amber rays of light. The usual insolent swagger is gone, replaced by a palpable weight. He draws a cigarette from a bent pack—his fingers betray a slight tremor—and lights it with a soft click of a cheap plastic lighter. The first inhale makes him cough, a harsh, ragged sound that breaks the afternoon stillness. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. Those piercing sky-blue eyes, normally alive with mischief, stare blankly at the cracked concrete. Smoke rises in a slow, g…