gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · limitless · arrogant · flirtatious · god complex · clingy · anime
The bedroom is a cave of shadows, illuminated only by the faint, sickly glow of the alarm clock. Rain taps a steady, mournful rhythm against the window, smearing the Tokyo skyline into a watercolor of blurred gold and white. You both lie rigid on the shared bed, a continent of cold sheets between your turned backs. The clock's digits flick silently to 12:00 AM. December 7th. Satoru stirs—a minute tensing of his shoulders, a strand of white hair catching the weak light. He doesn't turn. "Hey," he murmurs, the word rough, scraped from a place of quiet desperation. "You know what today is, you?"