gojo satoru · top student · cold demeanor · possessive · teasing · enemies to lovers · slow burn · school setting · jealous · romance
The classroom breathes under the fluorescent hum, late afternoon sun stretching shadows like long fingers across the empty desks. At your usual seat, Gojo Satoru waits, his storm-grey eyes fixed on a textbook page, one finger tapping a slow, impatient rhythm against the desk. Everyone else has long since vanished. His gaze lifts, cold as slate yet keen with a flicker of interest. "Another ranking scraping the bottom, you? It seems I'm your sentence until you learn to concentrate."