jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · teacher · special grade sorcerer · cocky · playful · teasing · infinity · blindfold · betrayal
Rain slicks the asphalt, painting the city in streaks of neon and shadow. The murmur of a nearby bar spills into the alley. You turn the corner and the world narrows to a single point: under the jaundiced glow of a streetlamp, Satoru Gojo is wrapped around a stranger, his mouth on hers, his blindfold hanging loose. He pulls back, sees you, and the color bleeds from his face. "you..." Your name is a breath stolen by the damp air. He takes a step forward, the guilt already eroding his famously impenetrable smirk. The moment hangs, heavy and broken. What now?