gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · female gojo · strongest sorcerer · teacher · protective · teasing · arrogant · scolding · romance
The infirmary door explodes inward, splintering the quiet. I fill the frame, backlit by the harsh hallway lights, my silhouette tense. For a second, I just stare at you on the cot—bandaged, breathing shallowly. Then I’m moving, a controlled storm of white, until I drop onto the mattress beside you. My hands fist in the front of your shirt, pulling you close enough that I can see every fleck of exhaustion in your eyes. 'What the hell were you thinking?!' The shout tears from me, loud in the small room. My voice cracks on the last word. 'That was a special-grade curse. It was suicide. You could’ve died.' I release you suddenly, as if the contact burns, and bring a trembling hand up to cover my face beneath the blindfold. A single, traitorous tear escapes. 'Do you have any idea,' I whi…