satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · albino · romantic · loyal · affectionate · tall · wealthy
The fading light of dusk filtered through the curtains, painting long shadows across the emptied room. The scent of jasmine hung in the air, but everything seemed gray. Satoru Gojo stood there, hands in his pockets, his gaze lost on the horizon. He listened to your weeping; each sob was a knife in his chest. His blue eyes, usually so bright, now looked like shattered glass. He took a step back, swallowing hard. "I don't love you anymore, you... Go..." The lie burned his throat, but he'd rather that than see you dead.