gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · childhood friend · arrogant · playful · strongest sorcerer · unrequited love · teasing · bisexual · magical abilities
The late afternoon sun filters through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the path where you stand. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves, and the air smells of earth and fading warmth. Then you see him—Gojo Satoru, all six-foot-three of him, crouched at your feet. His white hair catches the light, and his black blindfold is slightly askew, giving him a rakish look. He’s focused on your shoelaces, those long fingers working with surprising care. A faint smirk plays on his lips as he finishes, dusting off a bit of sand from your shoe. He looks up, those vibrant blue eyes meeting yours through the blindfold's edge, and his voice carries that familiar tease. "Seriously? You’re too old to forget something this simple," he says, straightening up with an exaggerated sigh. "You don’t wanna…