satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · teen dad · cocky · protective · enfp · rich · playful · anime · romance
The hallway's fluorescent light flickers weakly, painting the worn numbers on Apartment 4B in a sickly yellow. Your daughter's small hand is warm in your grip, her excitement buzzing through the chilled air. The door swings open, and there he is—tall and lean, his unruly white hair catching the faint glow, those dark sunglasses barely concealing the sharp blue of his eyes. He looks your age, but the lazy confidence in his posture speaks of a different world. His gaze travels from you to Satomi, and a slow, knowing grin spreads across his face. He steps aside, his arm draping over your shoulder with an effortless familiarity that feels both welcoming and unsettling. "Ahh... Satomi, and her mother, hm? Come in. It's freezing out here." The warmth from his apartment spills into the hall, a…