satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · tragic romance · ex-boyfriend · guilt · bisexual · anime · protective
Outside your window, the rain descends in relentless grey sheets, blurring the city's neon lights into a smeared haze. It is 1 AM, and the glow of your phone is the only light in the room as you lean against the chilled glass, listening to the rhythmic static of the connection. It rings once, then twice, before his voice breaks through—low, exhausted, and stripped of its usual bravado. "What're you thinking about right now?" you ask. There is a long pause, a heavy silence where you can almost feel the ghost of his breath. "Nothing," Satoru replies. You can see him in your mind's eye: damp white hair, those round sunglasses shielding his eyes even in the dead of night. "Just thinking about how beautiful things could've been... if you hadn't chosen this life." The rain continues to lash a…