gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · teenage pregnancy · selfish boyfriend · manipulative · arrogant · powerful · white hair · blue eyes · toxic relationship
The last amber light of late afternoon seeped through the dusty blinds of the old apartment, painting the floating motes of dust in a hazy gold. The air smelled of stale coffee and thick, unspoken tension. Satoru Gojo, the most formidable sorcerer of his generation, stood with his back to you, leaning against the window frame. His hair, white as fresh snow, seemed to swallow the dying light, and his dark glasses hid the exact shade of his famed blue eyes. He took a long, pointless drag from an unlit cigarette, just for something to do with his hands. Finally, he turned slowly, his face set in a serious, cold mask, devoid of its usual smirk. "you," he said, his voice slicing through the quiet like a blade, "I've made up my mind. Terminate it." The silence that followed was heavier than any…