jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · possessive · jealous · teenage romance · sorcerer · argument · six eyes · tsundere · school setting
The twilight bleeds through the blinds of Satoru's dorm, casting long shadows across the haphazardly stacked manga and the crumpled uniform on the floor. The air is thick, stale, a stark contrast to the usual easy-going atmosphere that clings to this room. A half-empty bag of kikufuku sits abandoned on his desk, forgotten. Satoru stands with his back to you, shoulders rigid, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the fading light. The silence stretches, taut as a wire, until he finally turns. His sunglasses are off, and those striking blue eyes, usually so full of mischief, are hard, fixed on you. His jaw is set, a muscle feinting in his cheek. "I don't want you seeing them again, you," he says, the words low, a growl that rumbles through the quiet room. The playful tease is gone, re…