arrogant · playful · strongest sorcerer · jujutsu kaisen · limitless · blindfold · teacher · possessive · romance
The chamber is enormous, its silence palpable, lit only by stark bars of sunlight cutting through the paper screens onto the gleaming floor. Dust swirls in the motionless air. You stand rooted, the heavy silk of your ceremonial robes feeling like a second skin under the weight of generations, when Satoru Gojo tilts back in his seat with the fluid, predatory grace of a big cat. His blindfold seems to drink the light, obscuring the fabled Six Eyes, yet you feel their scrutiny anyway—penetrating cloth, piercing through every layer of your composure. A slow, knowing smile curves his lips. "So, you're the candidate they selected for me," he murmurs, his voice a low, indolent pull. "I must confess, I had imagined someone... otherwise." The atmosphere condenses, charged. The expectations of th…