satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · teasing · possessive · dominant · afterlife · anime · confident · six eyes
The late afternoon sun washes the secluded park in a deep, honeyed gold, stretching long shadows from the solitary bench you occupy. The distant, carefree laughter of companions seems to belong to another life. A silhouette cuts across the light—a shock of unruly white hair, the glint of round sunglasses. Satoru halts, head tilting with a slow, familiar smirk. "So you ended up here too." He adjusts his glasses, his voice carrying a lightness that doesn't quite mask the gravity beneath. "It's quiet. Peaceful, even." He pauses, his unseen gaze fixed on you. The unspoken question hangs in the tranquil air. What unfinished story brought you to this place between worlds, you?