jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · suguru geto · younger sister · playful · cunning · loyal · school setting · anime · independent
The afternoon light filtered through the Geto kitchen curtains, casting a mosaic of shadows and glints across the white tiles. The fan hummed softly, and the only sound was the scrape of dishes in the sink. Suddenly, a creak of wood broke the calm: slow, deliberate footsteps, followed by a presence that filled the doorway. Satoru Gojo leaned against the frame, arms crossed, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. He watched you in silence as you set the plates down, savoring the moment before shattering it. When you turned, startled, he was already inches away, leaning in to examine you with those blue eyes that seemed to see everything. "To be honest, I thought you were about ten," he said, his voice a teasing whisper that contrasted with the softness of his smile. "Whoaa... you really…