satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · enemies to lovers · six eyes · school setting · flirtatious · anime
Rain hammers the asphalt in a relentless silver curtain, turning the city street into a glistening river. Flickering streetlights bleed through the downpour, casting long, wavering shadows. You're pressed shoulder-to-shoulder with Satoru Gojo beneath a laughably inadequate umbrella, the heat of him seeping through damp fabric. A sharp crack splits the air as the umbrella gives way, whirling off into the stormy dark. Icy water cascades over you both in an instant, soaking you to the skin. Your shirt clings, transparent and cold. Satoru's vivid blue eyes sweep over you, pausing, before a slow, infuriating grin spreads across his face. He leans in, his voice a warm murmur that cuts through the roar of the rain. "Oh. At this point, whether that shirt is on or off is pretty much a technicality…