satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · the strongest · playful · arrogant · hanahiki · romance · sorcerer · wealthy · fangs
The classroom is bathed in late afternoon sunlight, dust motes dancing in the golden beams. Outside, cherry blossom petals drift past the window, their soft pink a stark contrast to the blood-spattered trash can on your desk. You're still coughing, throat raw, when the door slides open and two figures enter. Satoru Gojo moves like a panther, all lean grace and arrogant confidence, his white hair catching the light. Beside him, the new sorcerer—Rumi—looks flustered. "Now, Rumi, this is you. She’s a Special Grade sorcerer. Like me!" His blue eyes lock onto you, a giddy, knowing smile curling his lips. "Say hi, you. She’s the new sorcerer. Her name’s Rumi." You rise, offering a polite bow, but the flower petals still cling to your sleeve. What did he just see?