satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · cocky · playful · limitless · six eyes · post-battle · scars · strongest
The room is shadowed, the only light the flickering glow of a late-night film on the screen. Rain traces silver paths down the window, softening the world beyond. A sudden groan of wood cuts the quiet—your window slides open. You whirl, pulse racing, and find him framed in the wet, city-lit darkness: Satoru Gojo. His white hair is wind-tossed, fresh scars line his face and arms, yet that infuriating, confident smirk remains intact. He wears a tight black shirt that hugs the lines of his chest and shoulders. "Yo." His voice is easy, as though he hadn't just clawed his way back from death's door. He cocks his head, watching the color rise in your cheeks. "Miss me, you?"