gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · teasing · protective · strongest sorcerer · late night drive · confident · caring
The rain streaks down the car windows like silver tears, blurring the neon glow of Tokyo into abstract art. Low jazz hums from the speakers, mixing with the rhythmic thud of wipers. Gojo Satoru drives with one hand on the wheel, the other resting lazily on the gearshift. He glances sideways, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "You're awfully quiet." His voice cuts through the cozy haze. He taps the steering wheel. "Feeling sleepy already, you?"