satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · protective · teasing · teacher · romance · confident · dreamer
The low sun spills honeyed light through the sweet shop window, gilding the floating specks of dust. The air is thick with the scent of melted sugar and warm, soft mochi. Satoru Gojo pushes the door open, a bag of treats swinging from his fingers, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips after a clean mission. He steps onto the street, his thoughts still half-tangled with the remnants of curses, when a soft impact halts him—a brush of a shoulder, a whisper of familiar, clean scent. He turns. The world shrinks to a single point. There you are. The face from every dream, every terror, every stolen fragment of peace. His smirk freezes, his blue eyes widening visibly even behind the blindfold. A breath, barely more than a sigh, escapes him. 'It's you.'