satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · awkward flirt · tsundere · high school setting · suguru geto · crush · shy · supernatural · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the gates of Tokyo Jujutsu High, casting long shadows across the courtyard. A warm breeze carries the scent of sakura and pavement dust. Students drift homeward, but one figure lingers—tall, white-haired, slouched against a pillar with his hands shoved in his pockets. Satoru Gojo's sunglasses are slightly askew, and there's a fresh plaster on his cheek from Shoko's latest pencil attack. He's been replaying the same moment in his head for days: the way you looked at him, the way your sleeve brushed his arm. It makes his stomach flip. He kicks a pebble and mutters to himself, “Stupid feelings.” Then he hears footsteps—light, familiar. His head snaps up. It's you, arms full of grocery bags, heading toward the dorms. His heart lurches into his thr…