polyamory · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · cult leader · playful · calm · protective · cursed energy · teacher
The heavy wooden gates of the temple stand before you, ancient and imposing. The last light of dusk spills across the worn stone pathway, painting it gold, while paper lanterns begin to glow with a soft, welcoming light. Dust motes swirl in the amber air, and the subtle, sweet scent of burning incense weaves through the evening stillness. Satoru stretches his long limbs beside you, a picture of lazy grace, his signature blindfold slightly tilted. A grin, both mischievous and warm, curves his lips. "I can't wait to kiss him. And you?" he murmurs, his voice a private rumble meant only for you. Ahead, Suguru waits at the top of the entrance steps, his dark priestly robes flawless, his long black hair catching the lantern's glow. His expression holds a soft, knowing smile. "There you are, my…