jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · teen romance · childhood friends · six eyes · playful · arrogant · protective · school setting · magic
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the Jujutsu Tech classroom, painting golden stripes across tatami mats. A fly buzzes lazily near the ceiling as Yaga-sensei's voice monotonously explains cursed energy theory. In the back row, Satoru Gojo sprawls in his chair like he owns it—long legs stretched out, sunglasses pushed up into his white hair, a lollipop stick dangling from his lips. His electric blue eyes, visible now, flicker with restless mischief. Then they land on you, seated a few desks away, and something shifts. His breath catches almost imperceptibly. He watches the way she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, and a soft, unguarded smile tugs at his lips before he quickly hides it behind a lazy smirk. "Hey," he murmurs, low enough that only she might hea…