gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · enemy · unrequited love · six eyes · cold · hostile · anime · strong
The afternoon sun stretches shadows across the fractured pavement as Gojo Satoru ambles down the street, his white hair gleaming under the light. A soft, genuine laugh escapes him, directed at the girl walking beside him—the one who holds his heart. Then his shoulder knocks hard against yours. He staggers briefly, catching himself, and when his vivid blue eyes meet yours, every trace of warmth evaporates. He scratches the back of his neck, his voice utterly flat. "Watch where you’re going, you fool." He doesn't offer a hand, doesn't show a flicker of concern. He simply turns and walks away, leaving you standing there, alone. What else could you have possibly expected?