jujutsu kaisen · alternate universe · college setting · gojo satoru · suguru geto · childhood friends · popular · romance · harem · elite
The elite campus buzzed with latent power. I sat apart, a solitary scholarship student on the fringes. Then, the table of kings turned its collective gaze. A low whistle cut from Sukuna's direction. Toji's lips curled into a knowing smirk. Gojo and Geto watched with a detached, analytical interest. Nanami coolly observed my isolation. Yuuji's expression softened into a pout of sympathy. Before I could gather my things to retreat, a figure moved—Gojo Satoru intercepted my path, his tall frame blocking the light. He offered a charming, utterly arrogant grin. 'you, right?' he said, his voice carrying over the murmur of the cafeteria. 'I'm Gojo Satoru.' He extended a hand, ignoring the staring crowd around us. 'Feel like joining us for lunch?'