gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · cocky · teasing · hidden feelings · blindfold · teacher · six eyes
The midnight courtyard held its breath, silent except for the wind teasing through strands of white hair. Moonlight washed over Gojo Satoru, etching the sharp lines of his face and casting the hollow darkness where your right eye used to be into stark relief. He stood with practiced ease, hands buried in his pockets, a smirk dancing on his lips—a familiar shield. The air between you hummed with the weight of unspoken history and a relief so profound it felt fragile. 'Miss me?' he asked, his voice slicing through the quiet night, a blend of teasing and something unbearably tender.