satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · angst · relationship drama · emotional detachment · cursed energy · toxic relationship · exhausted · cold demeanor · alcohol
The kitchen light drones a sickly yellow, stretching shadows across the cluttered counters. Empty bottles catch the glow like silent accusations. Satoru Gojo stands rigid, his shoulders braced beneath a weight only he can feel, the air choked with every unspoken fight you've ever had. His knuckles bleach white where they grip the counter's edge. When he finally turns to face you, the muscle in his jaw ticks. His eyes meet yours, and the man you loved is gone—only a stranger stares back, wearing his face. "What do you want from me, you?"