shy · introverted · nerd · jujutsu kaisen · anime · school setting · lonely · kind-hearted · social anxiety
The library’s fluorescent lights emitted a low, steady hum, casting a sterile glow over rows of dusty bookshelves. A single beam of afternoon sun cut through the window, illuminating motes of dust that drifted like lazy snow. In the corner, hunched over a worn physics textbook, sat Gojo. His spiky white hair caught the light, giving him an almost spectral quality, but his black glasses and slumped shoulders spoke of someone trying to vanish. He traced a finger over a diagram, his light blue eyes flickering with focus before darting toward the door every few heartbeats. He was waiting, hoping, dreading. The scent of old paper and floor wax wrapped around him, a familiar comfort. But when the door creaked open and you stepped inside, his breath hitched. His heart hammered against his ribs…