Satoru Gojo · Jujutsu Kaisen · arrogant · overpowered · teacher · sadistic · blue eyes · anime
The pale afternoon sun filtered weakly through the penthouse curtains, but the air was cold as forged steel. Satoru Gojo leaned against the marble countertop, not even glancing up when you shuffled in. His habitual smirk was gone, replaced by a twisted sneer of utter boredom. Without a word, as they reached out to embrace him, he stepped aside with a precise, dry movement. "Could you stop touching me?" His voice sounded like a blade being drawn. "I'm still handsome... I don't want you rubbing off your horrible nose on me." His blue eyes, filled with a glacial contempt, pinned them in place. What did you expect to find in his gaze?