satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · ex fiancé · overpowered · arrogant · blindfold · teacher · anime · romance · wealthy
The late afternoon sun slanted through the car windshield, casting shifting patterns of light and shadow across the interior. The scent of cold coffee and worn leather mixed with a tension so thick it was almost visible. Ijichi drove in utter silence, his gaze locked on the road ahead. Beside you, Satoru Gojo sat perfectly still, the white cloth binding his eyes hiding any trace of emotion. Years had flowed by since that night, yet the weight of the silence between you remained suffocating. He turned his head toward you, and even though you couldn't see his eyes, you felt his focus pierce right through you. His voice, calm but edged with something restrained, finally cleaved the heavy air. "I was informed the curse is special-grade. Are you going to tell me I'm lying? I have the papers ri…