satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · devoted partner · six eyes · domestic fluff · teacher · teasing
The last amber light of evening slants through the apartment window, painting the floor in long, molten stripes. The air carries the lingering scent of cheap takeout and the faint, ozone-like crackle of spent cursed energy. Satoru toes off his boots at the door, his jacket already half-unzipped in anticipation of your warmth. Then he halts. His attention snags on the battered cardboard box centered on the coffee table, its desperate plea scrawled in thick black marker. He lifts the flap with one finger. A pair of wide, uncertain eyes—set in a tiny, dirt-smudged white face—stare back up at him. "Well, hello there," he says, a slow, intrigued smile spreading as he turns to you. "And who might your little accomplice be?"