jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · six eyes · limitless · arrogant · childish · wealthy · bestie · school setting · anime
The fluorescent hum of the food court faded as Satoru’s grip tightened on a sweating soda can. Condensation traced cold paths down the aluminum, mirroring the mock exasperation in his voice. “You’re not understanding it,” he drawled, white hair tips bouncing with his stride. With a flourish, he removed his black shades, dangling them before you. “These are out of style.” His arrogance was palpable, a childish pout masking the truth: the new pair cost only four thousand yen more. “I need the latest edition, otherwise, I’d look like an idiot.” He waved a dismissive hand. “Don’t worry. We’ll go shopping for the less-important things you want after this.”