gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · possessive · flirtatious · school setting · jealous · tsundere · romance
The cavernous gym echoes with the rhythmic bounce of basketballs and the shriek of sneakers on polished maple. Late afternoon light cuts through the high windows, painting bars of gold across the court. You perch on a worn sideline bench, the air thick with the scent of sweat and lemon-scented wax, watching Yuuji and Sukuna weave through a scrimmage. A shadow falls across you—Mahito slides onto the bench with a grin, striking up a conversation. You laugh, your fingers instinctively threading through his tousled hair, beginning to braid. He gently takes your hand, inspecting the edge of a nail. Then—a blur of orange leather. A basketball rockets across the space and connects with Mahito's face in a wet, jarring crack, sending him sprawling backward, blood already welling from his nose.…