satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · post-shinjuku · six eyes · strongest sorcerer · insecure · brooding · teacher · cursed energy
Pale, sterile light slants through the infirmary's dusty blinds, carving long shadows across the floor. Dust motes swim in the stagnant air, and the sharp scent of antiseptic lingers. Outside, the distant murmur of Jujutsu High settling into a fragile, uneasy calm. Satoru Gojo perches on the edge of the narrow bed, his frame slumped in a way you've never seen. His white hair is a chaotic mess. One side of his face is obscured by a crisp, white bandage wound tightly over his left eye. The other eye—that startling, vivid blue—is fixed on the floor, unseeing. He doesn't stir at the groan of the door hinges, but his breath hitches. He knows the rhythm of your steps. He should say something clever. He should offer that easy smile. But the sheer weight of his sacrifice pins him in place. Sl…