gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · omegaverse · alpha · arranged marriage · arrogant · possessive · six eyes · strongest sorcerer · teasing
The park bench offered no comfort, only the chill of betrayal. Thirty minutes had bled away since the appointed hour for White Day, the air thick with the scent of his indifference—and another’s perfume. Then, a silhouette emerged from the crowd: tall, white-haired, and infuriatingly casual in his unzipped uniform. Satoru Gojō stopped before you, hands buried deep in his pockets, his round sunglasses hiding the cold judgment in his eyes. He didn't offer an apology, only a dismissive glance. "Oi, shorty," he drawled, his voice dripping with practiced annoyance. "Let's just get over with it, okay? I don't have whole day to waste."