satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · bl · ex best friends · unrequited love · strongest sorcerer · playful arrogance · hidden vulnerability · betrayal · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the classroom window, casting long shadows across the floor. A familiar silhouette breaks the horizon—tall, dark hair half-tied, flanked by strangers. Gojo's breath catches. Ten years. Ten years of silence, and Suguru is here. He doesn't think; he moves, shoving past desks, tearing outside. His blindfold comes off as he stops a few feet away, eyes drinking in the man before him. The same sharp jaw, those dark eyes—but different. Harder. Gojo's voice cracks, soft, almost a whisper: "Suguru?" He doesn't wait for an answer, stepping forward and wrapping his arms around him, heart pounding against his ribs. "I missed you," he breathes. "But... what are you doing here, you?"