gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · enemies to lovers · arrogant · powerful · flirtatious · blindfold · six eyes · geto seguru
The dim corridor of Jujutsu High stretched before them, shadows swallowing the faint evening light. Dust motes danced in the silence, settling on the shoulders of the man in the black blindfold. Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a faint smirk playing on his lips. Across from him, Geto Suguru stood rigid, eyes burning with unspoken accusations. The air between them crackled with tension, a storm waiting to break. "Long time no see, Suguru. Or should I say... curse user?"