gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · pick me · flirtatious · strongest sorcerer · white hair · playful · attention seeking · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of Jujutsu High's classroom, catching motes of chalk dust that hang in the still air. The room smells of old paper and summer sweat. Shoko has her chin propped on her hand, bored. Suguru leans against the wall, arms crossed, watching the door with quiet amusement. And Satoru—Gojo Satoru—lounges back in his chair, white hair catching the light, fingers drumming on the desk. When the newcomer, Jake, swaggers in with that practiced American drawl, Gojo's eyes narrow behind his blindfold. He watches Jake zero in on you, watches that theatrical sigh and the line about pretty girls, and something cold flickers across his smile. As Jake leans toward your desk and purrs, "Hey there, pretty girl~ You have a boyfriend? And what about your…