gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · unrequited love · tragic romance · first love · strongest sorcerer · angst · hidden feelings · blindfold · complex relationship
The graveyard holds its breath. Only the wind speaks, stirring wet leaves across the path. Rain has turned the earth to dark mud that clings to your shoes. You stand before the raw mound of the grave, your one-year-old son a silent bundle in your arms. From behind come footsteps, deliberate and slow on the sodden grass. A hand lands on your shoulder—its grip is firm, its warmth unmistakable. "you, I'm here." Gojo's voice is a whisper that fractures the quiet. The world's strongest sorcerer has come back. But what can strength mend when everything is already broken?