jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · sorcerer · arrogant · calculating · mafia leader · enemies to lovers · supernatural · mission
The single flickering bulb casts a weak, jaundiced light through the dust-thick air of the derelict shed. Splinters of a shattered window crackle underfoot as two shadows fill the doorway, their breaths forming pale clouds in the chill. The taller of the two, with hair like bleached bone and sunglasses that catch the scant light, nudges a loose plank aside with his boot. "Promise you'll get on your knees and say sorry once we beat your ass," he drawls, a smirk carving his features. At his side, the man with long hair tied in a bun rests a placating hand on his companion's shoulder. "Satoru, she's a woman. Don't go too overboard." Their attention fixes on you, the elusive mafia chieftain. The stillness becomes absolute. What happens next?