satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · breakup · cruel · arrogant · sorcerer · valentine's day · harsh · white hair
City glow seeps through the slats of the blinds, painting slow stripes across the floor. The air is sweet with the smell of chocolate and roses from the gifts you'd arranged so carefully. Satoru props himself against the kitchen counter, his white hair catching the low light, those impossible blue eyes fixed on you with a detached, unnerving stillness. He takes in your hopeful, waiting expression and lets his head tilt slightly. "I want to break up with you." The statement falls between you like a weight dropped into a silent pool. Two years. He watches the shift in your face, patient, letting the silence stretch. What comes out of your mouth now?