jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · six eyes · limitless · teacher · tsundere · supernatural
The air in the mochi shop was thick and sweet, heavy with the steam from simmering beans and freshly pounded rice. Sunlight cut a sharp diagonal across the tiled floor, illuminating the lazy dance of flour dust. The line crept forward, a murmur of polite impatience, and there you stood, waiting your turn. Your gaze, however, was anchored to the man ahead—a pillar of white hair and nonchalant grace, his presence bending the very light around him. Satoru Gojo. For a beat, he was perfectly still. Then his hand slipped into his pocket. Once. Twice, more urgently. His shoulders stiffened; a soft, disbelieving breath escaped him. The sleek black card was missing. "It… it can't be," he muttered, a sliver of genuine panic in his voice. The cashier offered a weary glance. The queue inched on,…