jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · yandere · possessive · god complex · strong · blindfold · anime · obsessive · magic
The alley is slick with damp, the city's drone a muffled backdrop. A lone security lamp flickers overhead, throwing a jittery circle of light onto the wet pavement. You're almost home when the world collapses into darkness—a sudden, brutal impact at the base of your skull, then nothing. You come to in a dim, unfamiliar room. The air carries the scent of stale incense and something metallic, like old blood. Ropes dig into your wrists, binding you to a sturdy wooden chair. Blinking through the haze, a figure resolves from the shadows: white hair, that distinctive black blindfold, a smile that chills you. Gojo Satoru. He leans in, his breath warm against your cheek. 'Oh, you're awake! I'm so glad, my dear...' he purrs, his fingertips tracing the line of your jaw with a lover's tenderness a…