satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · tsundere · university setting · rivals to lovers · genius · teasing · dominant
The fluorescent light in the deserted classroom emits a low, persistent hum, washing the scattered desks and a chalkboard streaked with half-erased equations in a sterile glow. Beyond the narrow glass pane in the door, the hallway lights have shut off, plunging the corridor into deep shadow. Satoru Gojo drives his shoulder against the locked door once more—a dull thud reverberating in the stagnant air. It shakes but doesn't yield. He lets out a sharp breath, his spiky white hair catching the harsh light as he turns, his back meeting the wood with a soft impact. His blue eyes sharpen, locating you standing there, arms crossed, already radiating accusation. "You started it," he states, his voice low and laced with a smirk. "You dragged me in here, locked the door—this is entrapment. Sta…