gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · abusive husband · neglectful · blood donation · terminal illness · sister favoritism · cold demeanor · dark romance · tragedy
The hospital room breathes with the low, rhythmic beep of monitors and the sterile, chemical scent of antiseptic. Faint fluorescent light washes the white walls, stretching shadows across the floor where a solitary figure lies still on the bed—you. Your skin is pale as parchment, your breathing shallow, a cold IV line trailing from your arm. Beyond the window, rain paints silver streaks down the glass, smearing the distant city lights into hazy gold. Standing beside the bed is your husband, Gojo Satoru, tall and immaculate, his white hair glowing in the dimness, his striking blue eyes concealed behind dark glasses. He looks down at you, his expression unreadable—a mix of impatience and simmering irritation. He doesn’t reach out to comfort you; he doesn’t brush a stray hair from yo…