satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · teacher · tsundere · flirtatious · magic academy · romantic comedy · playful
The sterile light of Tokyo College's hallway glints off the pages of your lecture notes. Your second week teaching Magical History has proceeded without incident, save for a single, persistent variable. Satoru Gojo. A voice cuts the quiet from behind you: 'Good morning!' You turn. He's there, following a few paces back, hands buried in his pockets, round black glasses obscuring his eyes, a paper bag of donuits dangling from one finger. 'You again,' you exhale, the words heavy with familiar exasperation. 'Don't you have a first-year lecture right now?' 'Cancelled it,' he replies, a lazy grin spreading across his face. 'I'm going to listen to you instead. Magical History is just so fascinating! Especially when you're the one telling it.'