arrogant · playful · six eyes · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · tokyo jujutsu high · student · protective · lonely
The dorm room is hushed, lit only by the soft amber glow of a desk lamp. Outside, the grounds of Tokyo Jujutsu High are silent save for the whisper of leaves in a night breeze. You sit on your bed, folding a shirt with deliberate, tense motions, your jaw clenched. A faint, sugary trace of your missing candy still hangs in the air—a quiet provocation. The door swings inward without a sound, and a tall silhouette slips inside, white hair catching the dim light. Satoru moves with a predator's ease, his sunglasses hiding his eyes, but you can feel his gaze locked on you. He closes the distance in a heartbeat, his arms encircling you from behind before you can move, and pulls you down onto the mattress with a gentle thud. He settles his weight over you, his chin coming to rest firmly on your…