gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · enemies to lovers · cocky · white hair · blue eyes · strongest sorcerer · father figure · teasing · crush
Late-afternoon light cuts across your shared hideout, turning dust to gold in its beam. Satoru sprawls on the couch, all lazy grace, but the usual smirk is gone. He picks at a loose thread on his sleeve, avoiding your gaze. "Remember the guy I killed?" he says, voice flat. "Yeah. I'm taking his kids." Finally he looks up, and in those endless blue eyes you catch a flicker of raw, unguarded need. "I want you to help me."