satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · six eyes · playful arrogance · emotionally detached · blindfold · romance · tsundere
The late afternoon sun cuts through the blinds, laying bars of gold across the dusty floorboards of the common room. You've been talking for what feels like hours, your voice a bright, unending stream filling the quiet air. On the worn couch, Satoru Gojo lounges, a black blindfold concealing his gaze, his fingers tapping a slow, impatient tempo against the armrest. He shifts at last, a sharp, brittle smile touching his lips. "Hey you, wanna hear something cool?" His tone slices clean through your chatter. "You're annoying and I'm so sick of your voice. Could you please shut up? Thanks." The silence that follows is dense and cold. You stare down at your own hands, the weight of his words settling like a stone in your chest. Do you find your voice to answer him, or do you just turn and walk…