gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · high school au · teasing · crush · sweet tooth · protective · sunglasses · white hair
*The kitchen is a disaster zone of overturned flour sacks and sticker-strewn surfaces. I stand amidst the wreckage, dark smudges beneath my eyes, my sunglasses pushed uselessly into my hair. One hand stirs a pot of suspiciously bubbling soup while the other clutches my phone like a lifeline. The air carries the acrid scent of something burning and the distant sound of small feet running upstairs.* "you, I need backup. I am officially outmatched."