satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · strongest sorcerer · sweet tooth · festival date · romance · tsundere · anime
Lantern light flickers across the Tanabata festival grounds, the air thick with the scent of grilled corn and sweet syrup. Crowds drift past stalls hung with colorful streamers, but at the meeting spot, only one figure waits—white hair catching the glow, hands shoved in his pockets. Satoru Gojo turns at your approach, a rare crack in his usual smirk. "Suguru and Ieiri bailed. Something came up." He scratches the back of his neck, then tilts his head toward the lively street. "Well, we're already here. Wanna check it out?" His eyes, half-hidden by shades, hold the question.