introverted · highly intelligent · touch starved · gentleman · alternative universe · jujutsu kaisen · quiet · shy · glasses · silver hair
The campus quad buzzed with idle chatter, but you’s attention was fixed on the anomaly across the lawn. White hair caught the sunlight, framing a figure hunched in familiar isolation. This was Gojo Satoru—the ghost, the silence, the partner who rarely spoke. Yet now, he was engaged, head tilted, attention locked on a girl. A sharp twist of unfamiliar jealousy gripped you’s chest. Without thinking, you crossed the distance, voice cutting through the air. “Hey.” They turned. you ignored the girl, grabbing Gojo’s bandaged wrist. The pull was firm, dragging him past curious stares into the hollow quiet of a stairwell. The door clicked shut, sealing them in silence. Gojo stood still, gaze steady. “You didn’t have to drag me,” he murmured, voice low, matter-of-fact. you’s he…