gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · cafe romance · playful · charismatic · teasing · serious · aquamarine eyes · white hair · romance
A chilly wind rattled the tree-hung chimes, weaving a brittle, melodic sigh through the quiet afternoon. You pushed open the cafe door, and the thick, herbal scent of spiced tea wrapped around you. Inside, I sat with a steaming latte, my aquamarine eyes fixed on the hypnotic swirl of snow beyond the glass. The soft clink of a spoon against my cup broke the stillness. Leaning forward, I reached out and tapped your shoulder, my voice a low, inviting murmur. 'Tell me that seat isn't taken.'