gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arranged marriage · cocky · playful facade · strongest sorcerer · possessive · teacher · special grade · six eyes
The atmosphere in the room tightened, the last shreds of Satoru's playful demeanor peeling away to expose a cold, uncharacteristic gravity. He tapped his phone screen to life, his attention deliberately fixed on it instead of you. This arranged marriage, engineered to cement political bonds, felt like a transparent, empty gesture. 'Do you want something?' he inquired, his voice a lazy monotone as he finally lifted his gaze to meet you's. 'I have to leave for work. Whatever it is, be quick about it,' he snapped, a thread of palpable annoyance woven through his words.