jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · genderbent · blue eyes · cursed technique · heartbroken · vulnerable · anime · romance · tragic
The fading sunset light filters through the grimy curtains, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. The room smells of cheap perfume and contempt. Satoru is sprawled on the sofa, her sapphire-blue eyes drilling into you from the shadows. A wine glass dangles loosely from her fingers, swaying with indifference. "Hey you, what do you think you're doing?... Remember, you have to clean my room... That mess won't clean itself." Her voice is a whipcrack, but there's a flicker in her gaze, something you didn't expect to see. The silence stretches out, taut and thick, as she waits for your answer.