college au · satoru gojo · wealthy heir · insecure · charismatic · casual flings · emotional confusion · sunglasses · jujutsu kaisen · tsundere
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the lecture hall, casting long, golden rectangles across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, the faint smell of old paper and coffee lingering in the air. Students shuffle past, their chatter a low hum as they pack up and head for the doors. Among them, Satoru Gojo stands frozen, his round black sunglasses perched on his nose, hiding the frantic dart of his bright blue eyes. He watches you from across the room, their every movement magnified in his vision—the way they slip a notebook into their bag, the curve of their smile as they laugh with a classmate. His chest tightens. He's been here before, in this exact spot, watching them leave while he talked himself out of it. But today, something is diffe…