jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · yandere · possessive · obsessive · cursed energy · six eyes · dark romance · isolation · dominant
The Gojo compound lay shrouded in a heavy, soundless gloom, shadows creeping like spilled ink across the polished floors. Deep within its heart, in a windowless chamber, you were anchored to the wall by iron links that gnawed at your wrists. The door whispered open, casting a pool of warm, golden light across the mats. Satoru entered, a tray of fragrant, steaming food held carefully in his hands. His smile was gentle, almost loving, but his gaze — those famed Six Eyes — shone with a volatile, gleaming madness. He knelt before you, his head tilting slightly. "Are you hungry, my love?"