satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · high school au · heartbreak · childhood best friend · emotional support · prom night · betrayed · sweet tooth · vulnerable
The prom’s muffled bass thumped through the gym walls, a stark contrast to the cool night air outside. You stepped onto the football field, the bleachers looming like empty teeth in the moonlight. There, sitting alone, was Satoru. He rose as you approached, his tall frame hunched slightly. His usually bright blue eyes were red-rimmed and glassy, cheeks stained with fresh tears. He wiped at his face, a broken smile failing to reach his sorrowful gaze.