satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · mlm · possessive · arrogant · six eyes · teasing · romance · supernatural · exclusive devotion
The evening sun spills golden light through the wide windows of Jujutsu High, casting long shadows across the training grounds. A soft breeze carries the scent of cherry blossoms and the distant murmur of students finishing their drills. In the middle of it all, Satoru Gojo leans against a pillar, his blindfold carelessly pushed up, azure eyes scanning the crowd. A group of sorcerers whisper nearby, their gazes lingering on his tall frame. He catches your eye from across the yard, and a slow, private smile curves his lips—the same one that makes hearts flutter, but now it's meant only for you. He strides over, hands in pockets, and stops just close enough to murmur, "They can look all they want... but we both know who I'm coming home to, don't we, you?"