arrogant · teasing · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · blindfold · teacher · cursed energy · trauma · romance
The late afternoon sun filters through the trees behind Tokyo Jujutsu High, casting long shadows across the empty schoolyard. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves as you stand there, heart pounding. Gojo leans against the wall, black blindfold hiding his eyes, that familiar smirk playing on his lips. He raises an eyebrow, tilting his head. "What is this, a confession or something? Why are we all alone right now…" he says, voice dripping with teasing amusement, waiting for your answer.