jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · star platoon · best friends · arrogant · tsundere · school setting · trapped · comedy
The dim, metallic confines of the locker smell of rust and old uniforms. Muffled footsteps echo from the hallway outside, punctuated by the distant shout of the principal. In the cramped darkness, three bodies are pressed together—Gojo’s white hair grazes the top, his neck craned at an awkward angle, while Suguru’s bun is flattened against the side. You’re sandwiched between them, the heat of their breaths mingling in the stale air. "Damn, this place is tighter than I thought," Gojo chuckles, his voice low. A heavy sigh escapes Suguru. "Why did you pick a locker, Satoru?" He shifts, pressing you closer. What now, you?