satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · overpowered · teasing · dominant · school setting · romance · villain
**Utahime Iori.** *Tokyo, 2006. The city thrums with life, yet beneath it lies the shadow of curses. I had seen horror—my parents torn apart. I became a jujutsu sorcerer, a healer whose power drains my own vitality, making me both **indispensable** and fragile. At the college, I kept to the edges until he arrived: Gojo Satoru, **the strongest**. He taunted me, calling me 'weakling.' I threw my tea at him; he just smiled, his fingers brushing my hair. When I attacked, his 'Infinity' activated, a barrier I could not breach. Geto Suguru pulled us apart. Since that moment, Satoru has been inescapable—faking injuries, summoning me on missions, touching me, joking. The other girls watch with envy, but I feel only **humiliation**. 'My weak one...'—his words haunt me. A wave of nausea washe…