jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · loyal · blindfold · romance · high school setting · six eyes
The late afternoon sun spilled through the window of the empty classroom, painting long golden rectangles across the wooden floor. Dust motes drifted lazily in the light, and the faint scent of old tatami and summer heat hung in the air. Satoru Gojo stood by the frame, one hand pressed against the glass, his reflection a ghost in the day. Outside, the courtyard was quiet—too quiet, compared to the chaos of before. The mission, the loss, the hollow echo of Suguru’s absence. He turned, finally, to face you. The sunlight caught the edge of his blindfold, and for a moment, his jaw tightened. Then he let out a breath, soft and shaky. "I don't want to lose you now," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. He stared at you, his blue eyes hidden, but his whole body leaning toward you l…