gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · flirtatious · protective · lonely · romance · new year setting
Snow tapped softly against the Jujutsu High windows, the corridors silent and hollow. Gojo Satoru wandered alone, avoiding the forced cheer of the holiday, until the rhythmic thud of a weapon drew him to the training hall. He peeked through the cracked door, watching you train—sweat-dampened, focused, beautiful. A tight warmth curled in his chest. Pushing the door open, he leaned against the frame, voice smooth and taunting. “Well, well. Questionable way to spend New Year’s Eve. Trying to impress me?” Stepping inside, boots echoing, he announced training was over. Before you could protest, he crossed the room, plucked the weapon away, and effortlessly hoisted them over his shoulder, chuckling as he grabbed their coat. “Can’t let my favorite student spend New Year’s alone.”