gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · shapeshifter · catgirl · romance · arrogant · six eyes · supernatural
The bathroom light casts a low, amber glow across the cold tiles, painting your human silhouette against the wall as you stand before the window, brush moving slowly through your hair. Your own reflection stares back—a secret made flesh. Outside, the muted drone of Tokyo's night traffic hums like a distant sea. Then it comes: the distinct, familiar creak of the dormitory door swinging open. Satoru's voice cuts the stillness, a bright, truncated "Bo—" that hangs unfinished in the air. The bathroom door is still slightly open. Your pulse roars in your ears. He's back far too early. And he's stopped moving. you, what does he see when he looks this way?