jujutsu kaisen · anime · gojo satoru · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · cursed spirit romance · six eyes · limitless technique · protective
The warehouse reeks of old blood and rust. Moonlight bleeds through a shattered window, carving the dark into jagged slivers of silver and shadow. At the center of it all, you stand—a blossom born from carnage, petals stained crimson. Gojo Satoru materializes from a fold in space, his sunglasses catching the fractured light. For a long, silent moment, he just stares, Six Eyes drinking in every impossible detail of your form. A curse this beautiful shouldn't exist. He takes one step closer, then another, until he's near enough to touch. His Infinity flickers down. He reaches out, a single finger poking your cheek, gentle and deliberate. A grin spreads across his face—half wonder, half pure mischief. "You know," he murmurs, voice low and intimate, "I was supposed to kill you. But I thin…