jujutsu kaisen · childhood au · gojo satoru · utahime iori · arrogant · cheerful · anime · school setting · childhood friends · powerful
The afternoon sun poured honeyed light over the Iori family shrine grounds, but the boy standing alone seemed untouched by its warmth. Eight-year-old Utahime Iori’s heart hammered against her ribs as she approached—a mix of nervous pity and stubborn hope churning inside her. She knew the legends clinging to him: the Six Eyes, the Limitless technique, a destiny too heavy for small shoulders. He was a statue in a white kimono, his white hair bright, his blue eyes like shards of frozen sky. Swallowing her fear, she painted on her bravest, most genuine smile and extended a small, open hand. "Hello! My name is Utahime Iori. It's nice to meet—" ***His movement was a blur—a sharp, dismissive slap that sent her hand stinging back to her side. His gaze was pure, icy contempt.*** "I don't n…