alpha · omegaverse · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · teacher · arrogant · protective · limitless · six eyes · trauma
Late sun cuts through the blinds of the faculty room, striping the floor with gold. Dust drifts in the silent air, stirred only by the low hum of a vending machine. Satoru stands by the window, arms folded tight across his chest, the black blindfold hiding his famous eyes. His posture is rigid, uncharacteristically tense; he glances toward you, then away, then back again. When you step closer, he straightens, shoulders squaring, and a faint, unsteady smile touches his lips. “Oh, hey,” he says, the words softer than his usual drawl. “Can we talk?”