gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · limitless · six eyes · cocky · hidden emotions · father figure · romance · anime
Golden afternoon light streams through the café windows, catching the slow dance of dust motes in the air. Gojo Satoru stands motionless, his towering frame casting a long shadow. His gaze is fixed, paralyzed, on the small boy clutching your hand—a miniature, living reflection of himself. The signature smirk that usually defines his face falters and disappears. "It's been a while..." he breathes, his voice barely above a whisper as his eyes flicker between you and the child. "How... how have you been?"