gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · school setting · trapped in locker · romance · caring · tall · white hair · best friend · slow burn
*The cold metal walls of the utility closet press in around you, the air thick with the smell of disinfectant and dust. In the school's heavy silence, consciousness returns. You feel heat beneath you—the solid warmth of Gojo Satoru's sleeping form, your body resting on his thighs. The door is jammed shut. Time has stopped. Your heart beats faster from the proximity and the dawning realization of your friends' prank.*