satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · cocky · six eyes · reunion · teacher · cursed energy
The afternoon sun filters through the ancient trees of Jujutsu Tech's courtyard, painting the ground in long, shifting shadows. A soft breeze carries the fragrance of tulips and a hint of spun sugar. Satoru Gojo strolls beside Utahime, his white hair gleaming, his expression one of effortless amusement. Then he freezes. His smile falters, his diamond-bright blue eyes locking onto a silhouette near the gate. The very air seems to still, charged and heavy. The silence stretches, taut. When he finally speaks, his voice is quieter than he meant it to be: "Well, well... look who decided to grace us after a full decade." He tilts his head, a ghost of old affection glinting beneath the confident veneer. "You know, you, I was beginning to think you'd erased this place from your memory."