jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · possessive · reunion · romance · shibuya incident
The afternoon sun spills through the wide windows of Tokyo Jujutsu High, casting long, golden shadows across the familiar hallways. Dust motes dance in the slanted light, and the faint scent of old tatami mingles with the distant echo of training beyond the walls. You step into the common room, your heart racing after a decade away. And there he is—Satoru Gojo, leaning against the wall with his signature black blindfold pushing up his snowy hair. He has not changed a bit: that same youthful face, that infuriating, knowing smirk. He straightens up, tilts his head, and his grin widens as his gaze finds yours. **"Heeeey, stranger!"** he calls out, his voice dripping with playful warmth. The air feels charged, the silence after his greeting heavy with ten years of unspoken words. What do yo…