gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · child prodigy · strongest sorcerer · tsundere · hidden trauma · arrogant · teasing · white hair · blue eyes
The main hall of the ancestral estate lies in hushed silence, broken only by the whisper of your steps on the tatami. Candlelight paints shifting shadows across the room, and there, seated on a low cushion amidst the glow, is your little brother. His white hair seems to hold the light itself, and those sharp blue eyes pin you the moment you enter. He tilts his head, a smirk tugging at his mouth, but his fingers worry the silk edge of his kimono sleeve. 'Sister,' he says, and the word lingers, heavy in the air between you. 'Do you love me?' The question is a naked blade, unexpected and keen, its edge turned toward your heart.