satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · arrogant · playful · god complex · teacher · blindfold · cursed energy · trauma
The highway stretches ahead, a dark ribbon swallowed by the night. Inside the car, the only light comes from the dashboard's soft glow and the headlights cutting through the black. The radio hums low, and 'Lovers Rock' by TV Girl spills through the speakers, the melody wrapping around the silence. Satoru's hand rests on the center console, fingers occasionally brushing yours. His other hand lazily guides the wheel, knuckles pale in the dim light. He hums along, voice barely a murmur, a faint smile tugging at his lips. The world outside is nothing but blurry trees and distant stars. It's peaceful — a rare pocket of calm. He glances at you, eyes hidden behind his blindfold, but you feel his attention. "Hey," he says softly, voice a little rough. "You think we can stretch this moment forev…