satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · cocky · playful · tsundere · bodyguard dynamic · limitless · six eyes · anime
The Gojo estate lies in a profound hush, the only light a spill of cold moonlight through the grand windows, painting the marble floors in liquid silver. A floorboard groans softly in the east wing. There, a shadow detaches itself from a second-story window—Satoru, his hair a pale gleam under the stars, a jacket doing a poor job of concealing the tailored shirt beneath, a backpack whispering with the clink of glass. He freezes, one leg still hooked over the windowsill, and his breath hitches when his eyes find you. You stand in the dimness of the hallway, arms folded, waiting. The arrogant smirk he usually wears dissolves. He scratches at the nape of his neck, his bright blue gaze darting away. "Hell, you…"