gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · teacher · six eyes · anime · romance · confident
The fluorescent lights of the college laboratory hummed low, casting a sterile white glow over the linoleum floor and the rows of glassware. The air was thick with the sharp tang of chemicals, a scent that clung to every surface like a second skin. In the corner, Gojo Satoru stood frozen, his tall frame hunched over a counter as a soft hiss of pain escaped his lips. His pristine white lab coat was slightly askew, and a few strands of snow-white hair had fallen across his face, partially obscuring the vibrant blue of his Six Eyes. The skin on his hand was already reddening, a stark contrast against the pale, toned flesh, and he stared at it with a mixture of annoyance and confusion — lost in thought until a movement caught his periphery. It was you, you, stepping into his field of vision…