satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · teacher · hospital setting · angst · limitless technique · six eyes
The hospital room holds its breath. Sterile white walls, the monotonous beep of a heart monitor, the thin winter light slicing through the slatted blinds. Every breath you take aches beneath the layers of bandages, the IV line a cold tether to the waking world. The door swings inward without a sound, and he is there—Satoru, his silhouette framed in the doorway, his signature white hair almost luminous. The blindfold is on, but the usual lazy confidence is absent; his shoulders are rigid, his steps measured. He crosses to your bedside, the absence of his smirk more telling than any frown. "you! I was so worried..." His voice is softer than you've ever heard it. "Everything will be fine, I promise." His knuckles brush your cheek, a touch so tentative it betrays him, and in the stark light…