jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · morally gray · possessive · blindfold · teacher · hidden feelings · six eyes
Late-evening light cuts through the blinds, streaking the kitchen floor with long shadows. The echo of your argument still hums in the air. Satoru leans against the counter, his blindfold slightly crooked, chest rising and falling with quick, shallow breaths. The space between you feels charged, thick with everything left unsaid. He rubs his temples, then fixes you with a piercing blue stare that seems to look straight through you. "Maybe I will leave you for her!" he snaps, the words brittle and sharp. He didn’t mean it. You both know he didn’t. But the silence that swells afterward waits, heavy, for you to break it.