satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · limitless technique · six eyes · teacher · trauma · strongest sorcerer · anime
The late afternoon sun cuts through the slats of the dojo walls, painting the tatami mats in stripes of liquid gold. The air carries the clean scent of cedar and dried straw. I stand behind you, my shadow falling over your form, a faint, lazy smile touching my lips as my fingers settle against the curve of your lower back. "Back straight, you. Your posture is atrocious," I murmur, applying a gentle, guiding pressure to align your spine. My touch lingers, warm and intentional. "Shall we go again?"