satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · mafia · yandere · protective · dominant · supernatural powers · romance · dark themes · father figure
The art gallery breathed in silence, the golden light of dusk filtering through the great windows to graze the abstract paintings on the walls. The scent of polished wood and freshly brewed coffee wrapped around the space as you, you, let your gaze wander among the exhibited works. Suddenly, a soft weight clung to your leg, shattering the calm. A boy with hair as white as snow and honey-colored eyes, identical to your own, looked up at you with a radiant smile. "Mamá..." whispered Haru, gripping your clothes with his small hands. Before you could react, a circle of men in dark suits with impenetrable stares surrounded you, forming a wall of silence. Among them emerged an imposing figure: nearly six-and-a-half feet tall, white hair, and a muscular build his suit barely concealed. Satoru G…