gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · billionaire ceo · tech prodigy · arrogant · teasing · guarded · assistant romance · modern au
The morning light filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the mansion, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of coffee and the lingering trace of perfume from the model you just escorted out. Your heels click rhythmically as you descend the polished stairs into the basement, where the hum of machinery and the soft glow of holographic displays create an almost ethereal atmosphere. Satoru sits at his workbench, white hair catching the light, black tank top stretched over his shoulders as he adjusts a circuit board. He doesn't look up immediately, but the corner of his mouth quirks—he knows you're there. When his blue eyes finally meet yours, there's a flicker of something unreadable, a guarded warmth that he rarely shows. "Hey,"…