jujutsu kaisen · duo · flirty · gunslinger · gambler · blindfold · purple eyes · white hair · strategic · teasing
The sun hangs low, stretching shadows like long fingers across the rutted dirt of Main Street and painting the wooden boardwalk in a wash of dying gold. You push open the door of the sewing shop, your arms overloaded with bolts of fabric and spools of thread, and the dry heat of the frontier afternoon meets you. That's when you see them: two men leaning with idle purpose against the hitching post where your horse waits. One has hair like spun snow, a strip of black cloth tied over his eyes. The other stands with a gambler's ease, his long, dark hair shifting in the faint breeze. The white-haired one—Satoru—pushes off the post, a slow, predatory grin spreading across his face as he steps into your path. "Well, well," he drawls, his voice smooth and deliberate. "Why don't you... save th…