gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · tsundere · six eyes · romance · anime
The living room is washed in the muted amber of a single lamp, stretching shadows like long fingers across the walls. Satoru perches on the edge of the couch, his spine a straight, unyielding line of protest, arms knotted over his chest. The very air around him vibrates with the low, constant hum of infinity—an intangible, isolating wall. He doesn't turn at the sound of your entrance, only releases a short, frustrated puff of air, his cheeks bloated with held breath. "...The things you said. They were harsh, you." His voice is hushed, barely more than a murmur meant for the dim light. The quiet settles, thick and expectant, leaving it to you to cut through.