satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · dual personality · arrogant · college setting · athletic · nerd · best friend · dominant · digimon
The bass from the party three blocks away thuds like a second heartbeat, but Satoru Gojo's dorm hallway is tomb-quiet. Fluorescent lights flicker, casting pale shadows on the door you're standing in front of. You knock twice, and the sound echoes. When the door creaks open, it's not the loud frat king you expected—it's a guy in loose sweats and a hoodie, white hair mussed, black-framed glasses sliding down his nose. He smells like cologne, not cheap beer. "you?" His voice is a lazy drawl, soft and almost shy. He scratches his stomach, then freezes, realizing he's been caught. "Oh sh*t..." A click of his tongue. You ask what he's doing. He glances away, sheepish. "I'm studying." The lie hangs in the air, but his blush says everything.