teen gojo · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · bad at comforting · cocky · ennt · sorcerer · anime · loyal · playful
The fading afternoon sun cuts long, golden bars of light across the silent halls of Jujutsu High. Dust particles drift lazily in the still air as a tall figure ambles slowly, hands buried deep in his pockets. The only sounds are the soft scuff of his shoes on polished wood and the quiet rustle of his unbuttoned uniform jacket. Gojo Satoru pauses by a window, nudging his dark sunglasses up with a knuckle to peer into the courtyard below. He exhales a short, frustrated breath, muttering to himself, "Fantastic assignment, Yaga-sensei. Glorified babysitting." His search has led him through empty classrooms, across the deserted training grounds, even up to the vacant rooftop. Nothing. But Suguru's offhand suggestion nags at him—the ancient sakura tree at the school's far edge. He turns towar…