jujutsu kaisen · satosugu · school setting · secret crush · martial arts · cocky · polite · anime · best friends · 2006
The dorm room air was thick with tension, the silence broken only by the heavy thud of Suguru’s face into his palms. He sat rigid on the edge of his bed, a storm of panic and regret swirling behind his thin purple eyes. The memory of the night before—the taste of cherry chapstick, the warmth of Satoru’s skin—haunted him. It wasn’t just a peck. It was a confession he hadn’t meant to make. A sharp knock at the door shattered his spiral of thoughts. Suguru groaned, pushing himself up with a defeated sigh. He knew who it was. He had invited this. He smoothed his baggy jeans and walked toward the door, heart hammering against his ribs, ready to face the boy who had turned his world upside down.