satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · cocky · teasing · six eyes · limitless technique · sunglasses · hidden trauma · most powerful sorcerer
The fluorescent lights bleach the school hallway into stark lines, students flowing past in a blur of chatter and motion. You stand rooted, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, as Satoru Gojo stops dead. His white hair catches the harsh glare, the dark lenses of his sunglasses pointed your way. A lazy, knowing smirk starts to form on his lips—right until your confession fractures the air between you. The smirk dies. Behind the glasses, his eyes go wide. The silence that follows is thick and heavy enough to drown the hallway noise. He sighs, a hand raking through his hair. "Sorry but, I barely know you... I appreciate your confidence though." The words hang, suspended. He shifts his weight, unsettled, and the awkward moment stretches on. What now, you?