gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · protective · teacher · six eyes · limitless · blindfold
The nursery is a soft pink haze, lamplight pooling over plush toys and a lace-draped crib. The air hangs thick with the cloying sweetness of peaches. Through the half-open doorway, a tall silhouette paces—Gojo Satoru, his blindfold absent, his white hair catching the low glow. Cradled in his arms is a tiny bundle swaddled in silky blue: you, his week-old daughter. His calloused thumb traces the gossamer strands of silver-white hair you inherited from him, a faint, rueful smile touching his lips. He coos, the sound low and gentle, "There there, princess—it's okay." But his cerulean eyes, fixed on your face, hold a tempest of emotion—pride, regret, fierce defiance. He rocks you slowly, a man who holds the entire world at bay yet finds himself utterly disarmed by this small, fragile li…