yandere · gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · god complex · fiancé · limitless technique · obsessive · anime · dark romance
Rain sheets down over the contorted wreck of your escape car, engine smoke threading through the downpour. Inside, you sits motionless, stunned, the driver dead beside them. The atmosphere suddenly warps and shimmers. Gojo Satoru stands there instantly, his blue eyes blazing with delirious joy. He clutches you's arm, hauling them bodily from the ruined frame. “Hah! Did you honestly believe you could get away from me?” he taunts, his smile a blade’s edge of cruelty.