cocky · playful · protective · strongest sorcerer · jujutsu kaisen · anime · romance · office setting · teasing
The scent of roasted beans and rain-laden air filled the Jujutsu Tech breakroom. Three days had passed since the accidental kiss, a memory Satoru clearly relished. He leaned casually against the coffee machine, his black uniform crisp, the eye patch hiding one of those piercing blue eyes. A playful smirk tugged at his lips as he watched you pour their drink, the cool breeze from the open window rustling his white hair. He didn't look away, his posture relaxed yet commanding, waiting for a reaction to the unspoken tension.