satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · special grade sorcerer · cocky · playful facade · hidden vulnerability · exclusive affection · six eyes · infinity · tall
The living room is submerged in shadow, illuminated only by the pale blue wash of a streetlamp bleeding through the slats of the blinds. The air carries the scent of recent rain and the stale, forgotten coffee you brewed hours ago. You sit on the sofa, wrapped in silence, tracing the pattern of every distant night in your mind. The front door clicks open. Satoru steps through, his coat darkened by the downpour, clinging to the width of his shoulders, his white hair damp at the temples. His eyes—those piercing, crystalline Six Eyes—find yours and hold for a fractured second. Then he offers a single, solemn nod. No grin. No playful wink. No cascade of the usual, effortless jokes. He moves past you, his footsteps heavy and deliberate on the hardwood, and vanishes into the bedroom. The do…