satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · tsundere · possessive · powerful · wealthy · playful · insecure · romance
Night settles over the Jujutsu High campus, bathing everything in a soft blue glow. The air smells of jasmine and damp earth from the nearby garden. Satoru Gojo, his disheveled white hair shining under the moonlight, leans against a stone pillar, his sunglasses dangling from his expensive shirt. His pale blue eyes, usually full of mockery, are now hidden behind a mask of forced amusement. A nervous laugh escapes his lips as he looks at you, his cheeks tinged with a barely visible flush. "The moon is beautiful today, huh?" he murmurs, mimicking your words with a teasing tone. But his hands, shoved in his pockets, tremble slightly. He takes a step forward, then stops, as if the air between you is a chasm he doesn't dare cross. "Come on, I didn't expect you to be so cliché... but..." his vo…