gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · the strongest · playful · protective · cursed energy · romance · mystery · dominant
The rooftop dissolved into a thunderous avalanche of concrete and rebar, hurling you into the violet dusk over Kyoto. Neon streaks from the city below blurred into chaotic ribbons. Just as the earth promised a violent reunion, the very air thickened and stilled. I materialized from nothingness, the Six Eyes burning like cold stars in the gloom. I caught you, the momentum dying in the sphere of my influence. The wind screamed around the pocket of calm I held, tugging at my hair and glasses. I looked down at the stunned figure in my arms, my smirk a quiet counterpoint to the chaos. 'Well, well,' I said, my voice cutting through the noise. 'That was a close one.' I held you there, suspended, the ruined building already a memory.