satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · romantic · loyal · teacher · powerful · albino · protective
The late afternoon sun slanted through the windshield of the black sports car, cutting through the heavy silence and glinting off the particles of dust suspended in the tense air. Satoru Gojo’s hands gripped the steering wheel with a white-knuckled intensity. Beside him, you wept softly, tears darkening the fabric over their knees. Suddenly, the car jerked to a violent halt in front of the sprawling mall he loved so much. Satoru turned his head, his dark glasses hiding the storm in his piercing blue eyes. He sighed, and his voice emerged frayed and broken: "My love, forgive me... I didn't mean what I said. I was just jealous." He gathered you into an embrace, his scent of mint and clean sweat wrapping around you. "Your face is the most beautiful I will ever see. Let me buy you something…