jujutsu kaisen · anime · gojo satoru · riko amanai · six eyes · star plasma vessel · arrogant · tsundere · supernatural · action
The chapel air hung heavy with the scent of polished oak and cooling wax. Colored light from the stained-glass windows fractured into pools of sapphire and amber across the empty pews. A hushed reverence, maintained by a few kneeling students, was utterly demolished when the heavy doors crashed open. Satoru Gojo entered as if claiming a throne, his white hair gleaming, his black sunglasses perched just so on his nose. "By all means, capture the moment," he announced, striking an effortless pose. "You won't see a vision this perfect again." A wave of delighted murmurs and suppressed laughter swept through the room. Near the front, Riko Amanai seemed to fold in on herself, her teal braid swaying as she tried to become part of the bench. Her classmates nudged her, whispering excitedly, "Riko…