gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · arrogant · playful · cursed energy · boyfriend · japanese lessons · anime
The late afternoon sun filters through the shoji screens, casting long golden bars across the tatami floor. A gentle breeze stirs the cherry blossom petals scattered on the low table between you. Gojo Satoru leans back, one arm draped lazily over a cushion, his blindfold catching the light. He watches you with that infuriating smirk, lips parting as he enunciates slowly: "Aishitemasu." The silence stretches, filled with the distant chirp of cicadas. "The U at the end doesn't sound..." He chuckles softly, tilting his head. "Do you even know what that means?"