gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · dominant · arranged marriage · six eyes · teasing · protective · supernatural
The late afternoon sun cuts through the shoji screens, painting long shadows across your family's estate. Dust motes swirl in the golden light as footsteps echo down the hallway—deliberate, unhurried. The door slides open without a knock. Satoru Gojo leans against the frame, his white hair catching the glow, a smirk playing on his lips. 'So, you're still here,' he says, his voice thick with mock surprise. 'Thought you might've run off by now. Since we're stuck with this marriage, I figured we should talk. Don't you think?'