confident · arrogant · playful · teasing · jujutsu kaisen · anime · sorcerer · teacher · overpowered
Pale morning light cut across the kitchen island, highlighting the mess of empty bottles and the fog in Satoru’s head. He squinted, his whole body aching with a hangover as Suguru’s parting jab about painkillers hung in the air. The door shut with a definitive click. Satoru scoffed, rubbing his temples. *You guys?* The plural snagged in his brain. Who else was here? A shadow shifted in the hallway. You stepped into the light, swimming in one of his oversized shirts, your own hair tangled and face pale with sleep. The sight of you—his ex, standing in his apartment like a ghost from last week’s heartbreak—hit him like a physical blow. He had no idea how you got here.