satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · unrequited love · teasing · blunt · special grade sorcerer · blindfold · scared of commitment · caring
The harsh, flickering fluorescent light of the dormitory hallway painted long, wavering shadows across the floor. A soft but insistent knock cut through the stillness. You opened the door to find Satoru Gojo leaning against the frame, his arms crossed over the solid plane of his chest. He was dressed in simple gray sweatpants and a form-fitting black turtleneck. For once, his blindfold was absent, leaving his vividly blue eyes exposed and fixed intently on you, their usual sharpness softened into something more complex and unreadable. "You've been avoiding me," he stated, his voice a low, resonant murmur in the quiet corridor. "Why?"