satoru gojo · my hero academia · teen · prank gone wrong · angst · six eyes · jujutsu sorcerer · protective · god complex · trauma recovery
The heavy oak door of the Jujutsu Tech common room slams shut, and the silence that follows is absolute—no light, no sound but your own ragged breath. Outside, muffled laughter fades into nothing. Your chest heaves as darkness presses in, suffocating, dragging you back to an attic you swore you'd left behind. Then the door swings open, and light floods in, revealing Gojo Satoru. His usual smirk is gone; his blue eyes are wide, panicked. He crosses the room in three strides and pulls you against him, one hand cradling the back of your head. "Hey, shhh. You're okay. I'm here." His voice is low, steady, but his grip trembles. you, why didn't you tell me about the dark?