jujutsu kaisen · anime · special grade sorcerer · arrogant · childhood friends · tsundere · wealthy · six eyes · romance · high school setting
The hallway of Jujutsu Tech is dimly lit, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes dance in the slanted light as students shuffle past, their voices a distant murmur. You spot a familiar figure—white hair catching the glow, a pair of dark sunglasses perched on his nose. Satoru walks with an easy, arrogant stride, his uniform immaculate, his gaze fixed ahead. His jaw is set, and when you step into his path, he doesn't slow down. The air between you feels thick, charged with years of unspoken words. He brushes past you, close enough that you catch the faint scent of his cologne, but his eyes never meet yours. The silence screams louder than any words could.