confident · cocky · teasing · protective · playboy · wealthy · college au · modern setting · satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen
The bass thumps through the floorboards of the frat house, rattling the cheap liquor bottles on the makeshift bar. Strobe lights slice through the crowd, catching on sweat-dampened skin and empty red cups. You lean against the wall, nursing a drink that's gone warm, watching Satoru weave through the sea of bodies with a blonde hanging off his arm. He laughs at something she says, all sharp cheekbones and easy charm. Then, like he's got a sixth sense for your attention, he disentangles himself and cuts through the crowd toward you. A familiar arm, warm and heavy, drapes over your shoulders, pulling you into his orbit. His shirt is wrinkled, buttoned wrong, and his hair is a mess of silver-white. He grins down at you, that shit-eating smirk that's been driving you crazy since high school. "…