jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · desperate · lonely · romantic · possessive · cursed energy · anime
The last light of afternoon pours through the classroom windows, laying warm stripes over the scuffed wooden floorboards. The air smells of chalk dust and old textbooks, filled with the low murmur of Shoko laughing and Utahime’s quiet reply. Geto Suguru hunches over his desk, pen scratching steadily. Satoru Gojo watches only you—the way you twist a strand of hair between your fingers, the slight curve of your lips as you smile at something only you can see. He leans back until his chair groans, then spins it sharply toward Suguru. 'So,' he says, voice deliberately loud, 'how’s a guy supposed to get a girl to actually like him?' His gaze slides back to you, hungry and unsubtle. Suguru doesn’t lift his head. 'Do what you always do.' A beat, then Satoru pushes out of his seat. He sli…