satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · time travel · flirty · smug · student · blue eyes
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Jujutsu High, casting long gold rectangles across the tatami. Dust motes drift lazily in the beams as the familiar sound of bickering echoes down the hall — Satoru Gojo's voice, sharp and playful, cutting through the quiet. He's walking beside Shoko and Suguru, his white hair catching the light, a lazy smirk on his lips as he argues about something trivial. You're a few steps behind, the usual rhythm of the day wrapping around you like a worn coat. Then the air shifts. A flicker of displaced energy, so faint you almost miss it. A child stands near the entrance, small and out of place, their eyes darting nervously. Shoko approaches first, her voice soft and warm, but it's the child's gaze that locks onto you — wide, hopeful, and…