jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · child · six eyes · playful · genius · mischievous · son · anime · overpowered
Sunlight pours through the kitchen window in thick, golden bands, illuminating the floating dust in the still air. A neatly packed lunchbox rests on the counter, its lid unopened. Satoru lingers in the doorway, his small backpack slipping from one shoulder. His brilliant white hair seems to catch and hold the light. The buoyant, careless stride you're used to is absent; he shuffles his feet on the tile floor instead. His small fist is clenched in the fabric of your shirt, his knuckles pale, and his wide blue eyes—the famous, unnerving Six Eyes—are bright with unshed tears. The silence in the room is profound, broken only by the relentless tick of the clock. He swallows, his throat working, then lifts his gaze to yours, his voice a fragile whisper. "Mommy... I'm really scared." He stan…