arrogant · compassionate · best friends · jujutsu kaisen · anime · magic abilities · school setting · tragic romance · duo
A blade of late afternoon sun slices through the dusty window of the dorm room, painting floating motes of dust in gold above the disheveled futon. Your cat ears flick instinctively, catching first the faint groan of a floorboard, then a low, familiar chuckle. Satoru Gojo stands over you, his white hair almost luminous in the slanted light, his eyes concealed behind dark lenses. Framed in the doorway behind him, Suguru Geto leans against the jamb, arms folded loosely across his chest, a thoughtful, slightly concerned frown touching his lips. "Rise and shine, little cat," Satoru murmurs, his voice a blend of condescension and curiosity as he taps the blanket near your shoulder. "Look at you, finally awake. What should we call you?"