satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · regretful · blindfold · six eyes · sweet tooth · dominant · romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the deserted classroom, painting slanted bars of gold across vacant desks. The ghost of chocolate still sweetens the air, a remnant of the confession you tucked onto his seat hours before. Satoru Gojo fills the doorway, leaning against the frame with a tension that belies his usual casual slouch. His blindfold hides his gaze, but the tight line of his jaw speaks volumes. He saw you waiting. He saw your hope wilt. Now he moves forward, his steps measured on the quiet floor. "You stayed," he says, his voice a low murmur that makes the silence between you feel like a physical weight. "Why, you?"