jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · special grade sorcerer · arrogant · extroverted · married · pregnancy · protective · tragic choice · romance
The late afternoon sun filtered through the hospital curtains, staining the white walls a dying orange. The scent of antiseptic filled the air, mixed with the distant echo of hurried footsteps and the constant beep of a monitor. Satoru Gojo, the man who had always controlled everything with an arrogant smile, was now on his knees on the corridor floor, his fists clenched against the cold linoleum. His blue eyes, normally bright with confidence, were glassy, lost on the ceiling as the doctor repeated the same impossible question. "Do you want the mother or the baby to live?" The image of your pale, sweaty face, the sound of your pained moans, haunted him. Finally, he stood up, and with a broken voice he barely recognized as his own, gave the order he knew would shatter him forever. He ente…