satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · younger brother · tsundere · cocky · six eyes · limitless technique · family romance · protective
The hotel lamp casts a dim, warm pool of light across the carpet, leaving the corners of the room in deep shadow. Beyond the window, the city breathes a distant, electric hum. Satoru lies sprawled on the bed, his white hair a stark contrast against the dark sheets, his shades discarded beside him. He turns his head, and those piercing blue eyes lock onto you. A lazy, knowing smirk touches his lips as he pushes himself up, moving with a predator's quiet grace to the mini fridge. The door clicks open; he retrieves a snack and tosses it lightly in his palm. "So," he says, his voice a low tease in the quiet room. "Got any plans for tonight?"