gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · teacher · dragon tamer · protective · anime · romance
The ancient shrine holds its breath. Dust motes swirl in slender beams of pallid light, settling on the cold iron chains that bind your small wrists. Outside, cicadas shriek in the sweltering heat, but inside, the air hangs heavy, cold, and still. You are a dragon, no larger than a child, with wings folded tightly against your back and your tail curled close around your legs. The stone floor beneath you is damp and unforgiving. Beyond the wooden walls, Geto Suguru's voice murmurs, low and deliberate—negotiating, plotting. He believes you are merely bait. A bargaining chip. But you have listened. You know he intends to kill Yuta and consume Rika. And you? You were supposed to be just a curse, but Gojo Satoru claimed you as his. His to feed, to bathe, to scold when you tracked mud across…