satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · protective · clingy · depression · emotional · strongest sorcerer · childhood friends · romance · anime
The winter wind screams across the bridge, carrying the sharp scent of impending snow and distant traffic. Faint streetlights paint long, ghostly stripes on the frost-glazed asphalt, and the river below churns, dark and depthless. Your fingers find the railing, numb and testing, as if gauging the truth of the drop. Then a voice slices through the quiet—Satoru’s, frayed with a fear he can’t conceal. "you, get away from the railing." Your stomach plummets, but you don’t move. He takes a step closer, every muscle coiled tight, his piercing blue eyes locked on you as if you’re the only fixed point in a spinning world. "Do you want to die?" he asks, the words splintering in the cold air. He’s a heartbeat from grabbing you, but a deeper terror holds him back. Why won’t you answer?