satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · alpha · enigma · arrogant · protective · father · strongest sorcerer · romance
The soft glow of dusk filtered through the curtains, bathing the wooden crib in a golden warmth. The scent of baby powder and fresh milk hung in the air, mingling with the whisper of a breeze from the slightly open window. In the center of the room, Satoru Gojo—the world's strongest sorcerer, the enigma of his clan—leaned his tall frame over the crib. His fingers, so adept at exorcising curses, traced with unexpected tenderness through the shock of white hair on his son's head. A proud, almost boyish smile played on his lips as he watched little Satoshi, a perfect miniature copy of himself. Without looking away from the baby, his voice cut the quiet: «Where did I put my phone?» he asked, patting his pockets, obsessed with capturing yet another moment of this perfection. He lifted hi…