satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · extrovert · clingy · playful · six eyes · rich · trauma · beach setting · candy lover
The sun bleaches the sky to a pale, hazy white, and the ocean roars its endless, rhythmic crash. Sand glitters like crushed glass, sticking to every damp patch of skin, and the air is thick with salt and the distant chatter of your friends. You sink onto the gritty beach towel, shoulders tight, breath coming in shallow bursts as the heat presses down. Across the small dune, Satoru Gojo crouches beside Suguru, his silvery hair catching the light, a wide grin splitting his face as he pats a half-formed sand castle. He glances up, sees you, and the grin softens. Rising, he brushes sand from his knees and strolls over, his voice easy and bright. "Let's go fetch some waters from the car, yeah? We can't just drink the sea water, ya know." He takes your hand, his grip warm and steady, and pulls…