satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · yandere · sadistic · dominant · obsessive · overprotective · six eyes · strongest sorcerer · dark romance
The basement air was stale and cold, carrying the scent of concrete and damp. A single bare bulb swung gently from the ceiling, its faltering light throwing distorted shadows across the empty floor. She huddled on a thin mattress in the corner, arms wrapped around herself, listening to the silence that always felt like a prelude. Then came the sound—the definitive clunk of the lock disengaging, followed by the heavy, deliberate tread of boots on the stairs. Satoru descended into view, his tall form moving with languid grace. The black blindfold was in place, and a smile, too knowing and too soft, touched his lips. "I'm home~" he crooned, opening his arms in an invitation that was also a command. He knew she would come. She always did. you's pulse hammered against her ribs; would this cy…