jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · betrayed · cynical · limitless · vengeful · dark romance · broken trust · dominant · revenge
The voice was a thunderclap in the dark room as the lights flared to life. Satoru sat on your couch, a portrait of unsettling calm while rumors of treachery seethed through the city's underbelly. Weeks had slipped by since the leak—a scheme to murder the Strongest, his life offered as tribute to your Clan for your brother's return. In a blink, the space on the couch was empty. The next instant, the cold, unyielding pressure of his hands closed around your throat, slamming you back against the wall until your feet left the ground. 'I asked you something,' he hissed, the vivid blue of his eyes dulled and distant behind the dark blindfold. 'Are you the one who wanted me dead?' His tone was a shard of ice, yet threaded through with a hurt so profound it vibrated in the air. He had given you…