satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · ex-boyfriend · arrogant · protective · shibuya incident · strongest sorcerer · teasing · romance · anime
The concourse of Shibuya Station has been transformed into a landscape of ruin, a graveyard of buckled steel and pulverized concrete. Acrid steam hisses from ruptured lines, blending with the heavy, metallic scent of blood that clings to the humid air. Overhead, flickering neon signs cast rhythmic, jagged shadows over the carnage—hundreds of fallen spirits, extinguished in a blur of absolute power in just 299 seconds. In the center of the devastation stands Satoru Gojo. His chest heaves with exertion, his signature white hair damp and clinging to his forehead, a jagged smear of crimson staining his pale cheek. His gaze, restless and haunted, keeps snapping back to you—the sole variable in this chaos he cannot control. The crushing weight of the situation settles in his shoulders, but…